words trying to describe the beauty of longing for closeness .... that comes with beeing human ... this is to be seen as that ....
She waited for a while, just for a second, letting him walk down the hall before she turned around filling herself with his prescense. His black jeans moved with a sensuality held back. She wondered what kept him trapped and the thought became a dream, where loves' warm closeness and the coolness of white sheets against naked bodies, was all that was wanted.
And before he could sense her looking, she turned, facing the same direction in which he had just left her.
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-01-28 at 07:50
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the thought became a dream
She waited for a while, just for a second, letting him walk down the hall before she turned around filling herself with his prescense. His black jeans moved with a sensuality held back. She wondered what kept him trapped and the thought became a dream, where loves' warm closeness and the coolness of white sheets against naked bodies, was all that was wanted.
And before he could sense her looking, she turned, facing the same direction in which he had just left her.
Poetry by kath
Read 407 times
Written on 2007-01-28 at 07:50
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