crave desire love poem poetry

I crave Thee

I Crave Thee

Photo by Iva

I can touch the ether
surrounding you,
inhale the dark scent of your need.
Devoid of any doubt,
stripped by the hunger in your eyes,
withholding my breath,
exposed and disarmed
I stand before you.
Lips pulsing with desire,
eyes open wide
I crave

~ Iva

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