Tender Touch Long Gone Poem by Miss Tee

Slow it down for a minute...
Like a river that flows, have your hands caress and explore
every curve and crevice and all the valleys of my body.
Let's go play some songs; let the music take its toll.
A hunger surface, consuming me... for such an opportunity with a cherished and loved one once more.
You've fed it for a while but passion is only awakened, not satisfied.
Lonely for a tender touch, a soft kiss or word whispered in my ears,
I wait, alone and lonely as dreams of such a moment will come about.
Thoughts of you and the possible promises or opportunities that have flown away...been missed and rejected...