Wherever I may travel
However long I’m gone
I will always think of you
Dusk on through to dawn
My body aches for your strong arms
My lips long for your kiss
My heart is sad without you
My mind misses your bliss
My fingers want to touch your skin
My sex wants to feel yours
My pulse quickens with each thought
My soul cries out for more
My eyes are wet with longing tears
My knees are weak with need
My arms are sore from holding tight
My pelvis filled with greed
A restless night in some hotel
I can’t wait to return to you
To fall asleep in your loving arms
And wake up in them, too
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