She felt the yearning -- the bittersweet aching
The gnawing sensation -- the quivering of wanting
Love's hunger throbbed deep within her belly
An impassioned rhythm that tormented her daily
Long she waited for her husband's return
Feverishly she nursed love's long slow burn
Finally -- her phantom soldier returned to flesh
Torridly embracing -- they danced flesh to flesh
Ecstatically -- they clung together in glorious celebration
Enraptured -- they clung together in blissful communication
Copyright © 2009 by Gwen Dickerson
All Rights Reserved.
Sheila
Regis
Or is there more to this dream "phantom soldier" then meets the eye?
Well done indeed...
Edwin
Be always safe,
Karen
Passioned to poetic greatness - lovely!!
Hugs,
Lance
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Georg
Sandie Angel :o)
hugs
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