Lip quivers with loneliness
Shoulder aches with longing
Immured in a vacant room
Divest of all my clothing
I am exposed
Senses reel from the vivid images of the nights dream
The vision chroma
The taste satiates
I have breathed you in and am rewarded
You have indulged me and I except without reluctance
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