untitled poem

Sitting here all alone
thinking of you

wishing you were here
to wrap your arms around
me and hold me close

to feel yuor touch upon my breast
missing how good the caress is

your lips upon my neck
slowly placing soft kisses
as you send shudders of
sensations through me

Wanting, waiting, and hoping
for that moment of desire
to wash through me
letting me know
that we are right for each other
after all..