Missing John.
The steady drip
of missing John.
He's away
but I'm with him,
my body next to his,
his arms around me
kissing me still.
I can't forget the closeness just because he left.
He said he'd call -
but when?
Each call that comes in
I want to be his.
He gave me so much
last night -
and always.

I want him again,
to be next to my
naked body.
I burn to be next to him, embracing,
making love,
having orgasms
as we do
when together.
But he's not next to me now. Are we together
in his mind?
Does he want my nakedness again?
Or is he glad to be away?
I want to be with him
again -
even though we were
just together.
I feel the miles
they race.

I like it when I
feel his skin,
his warmth,
his sexualness.
I miss joining
so close
for so long.
Oh, please God -
make him want
to be with me again. PLEASE!
I want to kiss him,
to open with him -
to stroke his skin
over and over.
To laugh
To talk
To be
so wonderfully together.
Is he off,
away from me in mind?
Will he return?
Does he want me?
Will he want me?

Please God,
bring him back
to me
SOON.
If he's with someone else, does he like her more?
Are her kisses tastier?
These thoughts hurt
and claw at me,
I have to look away
from such thoughts -
Just have him remember
our quality time together.
Don't let him forget!

Tuesday,
we have a date for Tuesday -
so far away.
Our souls
fit together
so perfectly.
It makes me sad
I can't talk
his man-talk.
Will he want
to be with me again,
will he call,
will he think of me?
Will he?
He who belongs
to the world,
will he want to return
to our bed?