My Favorite WantA Poem by ashweejuneThe crawling back to you I cannot do The wanting to touch you I cannot feel The craving of your body
against mine Is only getting stronger The memories that have been
forgotten Seem to sneak back through The taste of your lips I long to savor Your fingertips on my hips My arms wrapped around your
neck My feelings are no longer
hidden My voice is now heard © 2011 ashweejune |
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Added on October 1, 2011 Last Updated on October 1, 2011 Author
ashweejuneUnder the StairsAboutThe smell of the rain makes me smile. I am my own worst critic. I believe in self-respect. My family means the world to me. Poetry heals my heart, love is my therapy, and my body is drug-free. more..Writing
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