As I wait for our encounter I listen
To the rain outside pouring over green
Gardens effusing scents of wet grass
Mimosa orchids roses toxic oleander
Anticipating the feel of your warmth
Reminiscing the bewilderment of my lips
Shivering under the tender passion of your kiss
Whilst my mind obfuscated I realised
How many I had wasted on others unable
To convey a sentiment they could not feel
Mechanically twirling tongues in mouths
As if delving in search of something
Insignificant, I am unwilling to give
Even less so to take. I wonder
If I will feel the same thrill when you’ll return
From your exotic voyage how you will greet
Me and my body at the disposal of your intentions
Inviting you to apply the grace of your mastery
On me.
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