the wanting

like a wolf
that hasn’t fed in weeks
hunger gnaws at my being
desperate for your touch
the cold night air
cannot extinguish
the passion burning deep
the ache that i have become
i am yours entirely
i exist only for your love
the feel of your body
carries across the miles
the distance between us
just an illusion
the chance to meet
a dream that awakens
my body for you
with such a fire
you pull me from the abyss
and into your light

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