My Love, Far

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
How I dream of my love at night.

Submitted: November 21, 2011

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Submitted: November 21, 2011



As coven worlds of dream stars seep
into the night,
and the warm and enticing embrace of sleep
creeps into my bones,
I drift off into a slumber, unspoken;
my thoughts still on my one true token.

The mindful akwardness is evident,
I know,
when awareness from my eyes is vent,
leaving me staring at a void space.
The smile still plays on my lips.
I dream of caressing your hips.

Then, late I awake from my reverie
my remembrance of thought slurry.
May I just itch to taste?
The details are so fine and definitive,
my actions are careful and sensitive.

Though this seclusion, I can't bear.
I distaste in being far from you, my fair.

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