We have never met
Face to face
Yet we've already shared
Our most intimate desires.
Each night you send me to sleep
Replete
And wake me the next morning
As if we had never parted.
Your voice,
At once rough and caressing,
Fills my senses,
Creating our own world
Where sensation spills forth
From imaginary acts,
And I spend my days aching,
Wondering what it will be like
When we are together
At last.
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
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Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.