New Ache

Standard

Your lips

So far away.

Biding time.

I find myself

Imagining the day away

While awake.

I do not recognize

This new ache for more.

The fantasy;

This ecstasy

That fills me

Remains

Drunk on dreams

Of reality.

My heart fervent;

An accelerated tempo inside.

I am left wanting.

 

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