fragments

there are days when i--days when i think
about you

thoughts more feelings than words
the longing for you to be near
i could say
there is a longing
and days can be long sometimes
and i know what my heart wants is

there are days when i--days when i think
about your senses

more the desire is than
wanting to hear you
and it's more to touch and be
more than
it's the desire to feel you more than
i see
and what your flesh tastes like

there are days when i--days when i think
about your body

more than any word can
is how my flesh burns
and it is hard
to think about you otherwise

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