There is no use
denying it, beloved,
all who know me
know the truth is plain:
I cannot live
without the taste
of you
on my lips-
the more
of you
I have,
the more I need,
and,
once inhaled,
you do more
to stir my senses
than any other
I have ever known.
I am forever
waiting
for our next embrace,
my darling.
My every morning’s thought
is of only
you.
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