Love Poem, Pain, Poems


In the darkest hour of the night.

I long to see your face,

to feel your body next to mine,

to hear your breathing as you lay sleeping.

I wonder, if you ever think of me.

Do I ever cross your mind.

I know it’s foolish to think such things

But yet, I do. I can’t help myself.

I can’t even explain the way my flesh desires you.

You are my intensity and yet you are my calm.

I find that powerful, & I find it beautiful.




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