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Missing you

Late nights and early mornings…
Oh how I love thee
let me count the ways
My darling love flower hear my heart beat a trillion beats per second
I can not Breathe with out your touch
My loins ache for you to be next to my being.
To caress my mind  with your whispers
My soul cries for your affection
Intertwine with melodies of rhythms of our heart beats

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Sherri

Sun 20th Mar 2022 05:59

Thanks for your observation John, I didn’t even notice. 😊 I almost alway be in a deep trans when I write 😊

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John Botterill

Sun 20th Mar 2022 05:12

Awesome, Sherri. I loved the touch of Barrett Browning, too. "Let me count the ways."
Passion in a poem! 😎

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