Desire

February 4, 2012
By Anonymous

He comes in her dreams,
He kisses on her cheek,
And butterflies start tickling her stomach.
She still remembers his first glance,
She yet denies it,
But she longs for him as the grass longs for the wind
As the waves wait to kiss the shoreline
Never-ending desire
Gives her sweet pain.



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