572 In the Silence of My Room [10 November 2003]

My body calls for yours,
my fair and vicious warrior,
with a yearning that aches inside.
My skin wishes to have your caress,
my tongue demands to taste yours.
When night comes I want you with it,
our bodies entangled,
no end or beginning known,
just you and me alone
in the silence of my room.
The quiet peace of darkness
filled only with the sounds of our joining.
You fill the void within me,
and chase away all doubt.
I want you in anyway possible,
no less than that.
Whether it means I hold you for a day,
or love you for eternity.
In any way, shape, or form
do I need you now.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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