NaPoWriMo 2016 #28

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We hunger so,

There must be a way to quench these desires,

We’ve dream the illusion into reality,

Until rapture has taken us over completely,

The bitter salt of happy thirst,

Sweet breathe hot on open receptive pores,

Mouth upon mouth,

We want for touch and captivation,

Melding in passion’s playful discovery,

Longing for love’s manifestation in our lives.

© 2016 cdd All rights Reserved

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