Breathless

What delicious torment
to hear your voice from
a million miles away.
Wanting to be there,
wishing you were here
to hold your sweet body
next to mine;
knowing that soon
it will be so.
I wait in exquisite anticipation,
breathless.

© 1996 Stephen Boothe

An older piece written for someone I loved dearly. This one was published in print some years later.

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