Some Days

Some days my love is longing

for your touch, your arms encircling me

longing to hear your words

in whispers of soft breath on my neck.

Some days my love is breathless

like the hot summer nights

smoldering in the quiet darkness

where I lie awake, waiting for you.

Some days my love is wishing

that one day soon when my love is longing

 I will turn around and find you there.


2 thoughts on “Some Days

  1. Peace Goldenferi,

    I like this one a lot – full of the pain/strange pleasure of separation and the anticipation of reunion.

    Love, love, love, how strange thou art!

    Blessed be

    Abdur Rahman

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