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By Jennifer Howard
When
I'm far away from you this is the place I come to...
senses
recorded, sensations stored in the circuits hard wired into my mind.
When
I placed my fingers on the pulse in your neck,
stared
into your eyes until you blinked,
pressed
my ear to your chest,
licked
the sweat from your lips,
arms
legs bodies entwined...did you know how much I love you?
Did
you know it's because I need your skin,
need
your breath,
need
your blood pounding in my veins?
I
need........to taste you.
I
need........to touch you.
I
need........to inhale you.
I
need........to hear you.
I
need..I crave...
I
can feel you under my skin, pulsing in my veins...
An
addiction invading every organ.
Je
t'entendre coeur. I can hear
your heart...
Even
now I can hear your heart.
Even from
here I can hear your heart.
Copyright©2000 Jennifer Howard