You amuse me with your touch
although I can't see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven't seen your lips
You are hidden from me.
But it is you who keeps me alive
Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy
even for insults from you
I only ask that you
keep some attention on me.
I desire you more than food or drink.
My body my senses my mind hunger for your taste.
I can sense your presence in my heart
although you belong to all the world.
I wait with silent passion
for one gesture one glance from you.
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