Day 40

[ayoub]

My eyes yearn
to burn your image
into my memory
I cannot wait
to drink from the cup
of your perfect lips
My hands ache
to feel your soft
tender flesh
I seek my own
personal heaven
sheathed in you

Find me
reveal yourself to me
so that I may
find you

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[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Thank you Suzy... I'm very glad you liked :)