Fay Slimm - Reaching Out

So many times throughout the day
My thoughts reach out to you.
Every waking hour, straying
Into realms of dream, a true
Yearning starts within my heart
And does not let me rest.
Your soul calls and mine responds, part
Of me resists, - protests
That sun is yet at zenith still
And nightime is our hour
For being one, but weak in will
I long for you, lose power
To wait, then desperation fills
My soul, and skin bleeds heat.
Defeated, reaching out begins
As need to feel replete
With you is easy any time.
Your presence then is mine.

Fay Slimm

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