Whisper softly my name, for I long to hear your voice.
Touch my skin with your lips, your hands, your being.
I beg your arms to hold me tightly, even as I sleep.
Take me when the need arises, for I want to be one with you.
I thrive on you, for you are the blood that pulses through my veins.
I awaken to your warmth surrounding me.
And once again, you must go.
Though you cannot take me with you,
Take me in spirit, for I will watch over you.
And I will await your return, bringing my spirit back to me.
©Regina2009
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