I want you all the time

My fingertips yearn for the hard and the soft
of you. My mouth waters for the sweet, salty
taste of your lips. I am forever longing for
the burn of your kisses against my skin,
for the way you fit against me, inside me.
I am half crazed from wanting you.

Come home.

For © Our Poetry Journey Contest #ourpoetryjourneyaug18

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