Sleepless
I think you
you with every inch of my body.
The skin
ache
longing for
your touch,
the eyes
sparkle
like lonely
stars
in cloudy
nights.
Breathing
is painful.
almost
unbearable.
Need you...
like the
waves need the sea,
like the
night needs the twinkle of love
and the
surrender of passion.
Sleepless,
I think of
you
and as the
dawn arises in the horizon
I almost
swear I can feel your perfume.
Finally,
sleep wins
the battle.
Sweetest
dreams
caress my
lips
and a smile
slightly born
enlightens
my face.
©Graça Costa
Leigh Viner
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