Blank

Lately, I’ve been going to bed with no drawls on/AC pumping so the cold air keeps me with a hard on/I lay there wanting to turn over and start to slowly lick on your areolas, caressing your thighs and arms making my way down to your yoni flower

But you’re not here

Three weeks and only glimpses of you here and there/The lover in me is dying of thirst/He longs for just a sip/No, a dip in your life lake/These reminders of a disappearing love haunts of days where passion escapes/My frequencies long to hear the vibrations of your vocals

Lately I’ve been going to bed with no shirt on/With thoughts of your naked body over mines/So you know I have a hard on/I lay there wanting to start kissing you on the nearest body part next to me/Slip my arms around you and move to start rhythms that intertwine our bodies in a melodic dance of erotica

But you’re not here

Three weeks and we barely talk/A text here and there/The Waldo in me feels as if he misplaced Karmen in New Orleans/He longs for a sip/No, A dip in your life lake/These reminders of a disappearing love leaves me longing for the essence of you

Last night I went to bed with no drawls or T shirt on thinking about you.. Again.

Thinking about how I’m not hearing from you… Again.

About how I haven’t seen you… Again.

I’m feeling… Blank… Again.

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