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beckoning the core of me

by Wendy Geal

I'm yearning for you, love,   so much that I could make
these walls cave in -
I could make everything between you and I  fall like ashes
around us
Your aura- it hunts me,calls me, summons, beckons the core
of me to come crashing into your bluest eyes
i live for the tender brush of your lips, and skin
against hidden flesh, soft with nerve- wrecked cells
let this light fall around us in all its warming glory. i
want to know the cascading delicacy of you , and
swallow you with a gentleyet- aggressive passion
pouring from this hungry center , starving for a last
tinge of passion
flooding from every pore

07/07/2004

Posted on 07/07/2004
Copyright © 2024 Wendy Geal

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 07/08/04 at 04:01 AM

This is vibrating with refined energies.

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