Restless Heart Read Count : 143

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Distance is a killer when a heart is full of precious feelings. I don't know how he does it, how he grows a garden inside me. I crave his presence like I'm an addict. Thinking about his voice calms me like the ocean waves meet the shore. Remembering his intoxicating scent; musky and wild, warms my heart. Sigh.... 


When I'm tired or wounded, he is the balm that soothes, the only one who can lift me up, especially when I'm feeling a little deflated, like now. Tonight, as I gaze at the moon, I feel the pull of his heart reeling me in. I simply can't imagine anything more delicate than the way he holds me so gently as he kiss away the inner debris that keeps me captive in his love; a love that has the potential to heal and seal wounds unseen. 


I need him. I need him now. 


I need him to seed me with his love and devotion until the fragrance of our passion lingers thick in the air. I need the warmth of his love moving through me, calming my insides; a comforting languid heat, until I cannot taste, feel, or hear anything except the taste of his name upon my lips. 


"Nicky, you are the only one who can take me there.... an oasis which I never knew existed, for you are the gardener who makes my soul blossom."


There it is.... the perfect moment sinking deep in my mind. May it never wash away or rust in the ocean of memories; for I have never known this kind of peace, never known this kind of comfort. I was his in my yesterdays, I am his today, I am his in all of my tomorrows.

Comments

  • Feb 19, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    An incredible expression of life🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Feb 21, 2019

  • ---hug---

    Feb 20, 2019

  • And a big applause for another excellent piece! Well done dear Zee.

    Feb 20, 2019

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