I am thirsty.



My love, my love, I do love thee.

You are the strength in my bones,
the stretch in my skin,
harnessing in this fire
is your well of water.

I drink from it,
taste and quenched,
I am not.
I am thirsty, for you.

*from a collection of valentine's day poems i wrote this past lovers' day.

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