To the one I seek:
I dream of you in darkness.
Your shadow reveals
Your intensity.
As I yearn for you;
I discover,
You’re just out of reach.
But I can smell you —
Flesh and sweat,
Pheromones.
Pulling me further
Into your phantom arms.
Yet, I cannot see
Your face.
But I can hear you.
Your thoughts pouring out.
Depraved and wicked,
I cannot …
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