Lynda Remus - Ache

One day my life changed, because I became aware of you.
Utterly, desperately aware, and there was nothing I could do.
I couldn’t stop the growing ache I suddenly suffered from;
Nor could I identify from where the ache had come.

All I knew was suddenly, desperately, it was there;
An overwhelming longing of which I’d been unaware.
I spend my evenings thinking of your smiling lips.
Often I’ve imagined being wrapped around your strong, square hips.

I stare at your expressive face with that damned ache in my soul.
Sometimes, oh sometimes! How I feel that awful ache just grow.
The most unlikely things about you thrill me most of all,
Like the coarse hairs on the back of your neck, so dark and small.

I get all worked up around you, until I think I’ll burst.
I need to feel you deep inside to fulfill my awful thirst.
Still, I tell you none of this, because I am not free.
Still, I want you, though I know it cannot be.

So every night when I should be asleep, I lie awake;
Trying to think of something besides the way you make me ache.

Lynda Remus

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