Why Do I Still Think Of You - Poem by Jeffrey Lee
Why do I still think of you?
When the nights are cold and long
As I toss and turn
Remembering the warmth of your face
Why do I stretch out my hand?
Into the cold darkness
Wishing to feel your hand once more
Gently melt into mine
Why do I long to kiss your sweet lips?
And feel my tongue melt into yours
As we both lay on the ground
Hot and sweaty as your hair wildly sticks to your face
Why does my heart pound?
When I think about caressing your soft breast
So round and perfect, in the palm of my hand
Yet still I have to remember, that no means no
Why do I still miss you?
After all these uncomfortable years
And why do I still wish
That you might wish for me too
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