Untouched Poem by Ange de Lune

Untouched



The days I yearn to touch
the face of warmth and love
The nights I dream of being
in the comfort of your peace
The mornings I crave to feel
the breath of adoration
The evenings I desire to be held
in arms of lust and passion
The moments I long to be touched
by caresses from your heart

The times that I have gone without

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