there is a long miss
like dry longing for rain
the more restless I stare at your face
in my lullaby
I greet you in a restless embrace
hope you are in the arms
won the moon with friends
my heart's roar could not hold back longing
fondle me in the beautiful intimate night
our warmth is real chime in
ancient desires flowed together
at the top of the romance of breathing breath
we fly high to the seventh heaven
but for a moment I guarded the dream of making love
back my cauldron burned despair
we lie in resignation
unable to hold back a burst of passion
I rubbed sweat and whispered words
"thank you, honey"
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Solo, Thu, 22nd August 2019. 6:43 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
ilustr: aliexpress dutch
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