that waiting brings.
When you have
in front of you
the something you’ve
been waiting for.
Your fingers reach
for her
but your heart worries…
because it might be
more than you know.
She might be all
that you are
and ever were.
Your lips brush hers,
head turns,
hands grab
and release
only to grasp harder,
pulling her in,
so that you can feel
what it feels
to love all of her.
You don’t want
to give in
but her heat draws you,
calls for you
to try,
to kiss her
like you did before,
to forget
the wrongs and rights,
the hesitation
holding your love
at bay,
and finally just be.


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