There’s another need
Like hunger or thirst
I thought it was lust
Wanting, I must
Find a way to satisfy
Desire and delight
Waiting in dreams
For you
To believe
I’m walking
In the light.

It isn’t lust
And needs no climax
To be satisfied
Only a drop of beauty
From your tongue
To smile more
And run
For years
On just a minute
Of your time.

“I loved your words

It makes my night.

150 150 Stafford Wood
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