Chrystal Cornish

Its Calling Me! ! ! !

The look
The smell
The taste
Its calling

Heart pounding
Head spinning
That split sec
All things blurred.
Its calling

Body yearning
veins are pulsing
vision tunneling
Its calling
Blood is racing
Fingers burning
Body soaring
Its calling
Smells enticing
Knees are weakling
Lips are tingling
Teeth on fire
Tongue is folding
Its Calling

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 22, 2009

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