My desire

My desire is like:

A dog with a bone

The cat who got the cream

A honey bee delighting in the sweetest nectar from its favourite bloom

I want you

In the morning

In the afternoon

I crave you like a hot cup of tea – You feed me, quench my thirst

I hear your voice

In my ears

In my mind

Echoing through my head, Surrounding me with your dulcet tones

I feel you

Inside of me

Deep within me

Rushing through my veins, Creeping into the beating of my heart

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