I know no other way
the weight of his absence presses
aching…waiting…
begging for his return
as nights close in
shadow draping me in yearning
the remembrance nearly blistering
moments of fierce and desperate
thundering of twin beats
throb piercing me
and I cannot…will not…forget
saturation a constant
as darkness falls
summoning me to my slumber
but I slip between sheets
cupping my palm over blazing hunger
and softly whisper his name
my nightly lullaby
curled with hand guarding need
until he comes home
and reclaims it
hello lovely Willow a very firey and passionate write I can feel the urgency of it great write ❤️
Long distance can be urgent in the extreme. But it’s so worth the wait. Thank you, Brenda 🧡
I feel this hunger and need. I like this.
Thank you, Fia 😊
Dear W,
Dang girl. This sizzler is well balanced with thoughtful hotness but not vulgarity. You let the reader envision what they want/need with passion and depth of feeling. There are visuals that lead us along while creating emotional ties of love and lust. The best of all balances. Great write. H🌷
Hey Honoria
It’s good to see you. Thank you so much 😊
It totally is worth the wait:)
Truth! Thank you, Adelphina 😊
Passionately penned, Willow. The words sizzle in their longing my friend. Excellent write. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
Some days it’s the sizzle that dominates. Thank you, my friend 😊