I was not prepared



I knew I would react
seeing you face to face

imagining
the longed for hug
dreaming of
the intensive kiss
yearning after
your naked skin
craving for
oneness of bodies

I was not prepared
for the explosion
touching
your mere existence




Poetry by Gunnel André
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Written on 2012-01-14 at 12:10

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No amount of imagining can prepare you for the experience. It's electric.
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