You got me biting my lip
thinking about the curves of your silent whispers gently caressing
My thoughts.
You make me hungry for love.
Sipping on bits of your crumbs as I swallow breath of your kisses.
Leaves my soul starving for more of your affection.
Wiping the sweat from my body as I stare
through the fire in your words
I sit waiting for
Your next move
Shattered in disbelief
You continue to amaze me
My heart wants you
My Body addicted to your touch
The wind at my back
Sailing my way across
Your mind
As I taste the essence
Of you in my hungry mind.
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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