<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Longing For You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Breaths mix, mingle<br>Become infused in warmth<br>Softness, taste and texture.<br>Hands reach out to touch<br>Silky hair and<br>Soft smooth perfumed skin.<br>First kisses are always so memorable<br>So passionate. <br>I watch the new lovers<br>Wanting<br>Wanting to climb into each others' clothes<br>Into each others' skin.<br>I watch her hold on to his thick coat collar<br>Those tiny fists full of lambswool<br>So full of fire.<br>I watch him holding her at her waist<br>Wanting to bring her closer but afraid to<br>Needing to hold on to something so he won't drown..<br>Get lost in her.<br>I watch them<br>Oblivious of the gusty wind<br>The freezing, numbing rain..<br>I watch them<br>And think of you with a longing that tears into me..<br>They can't hear my elemental anguish.<br>They don't see my pain as I stand there<br>Composed.<br>Watching two lovers in the park..<br>Under the White Oak Tree..<br>Where you first undressed me.<br>Remember that night? <br>It was summer then..<br>The night sky was filled with shooting stars<br>You chased me from near the pond where we were sitting..<br>Caught me<br>There..<br>Where they sit today.<br>We were laughing so hard<br>And I fell on you<br>As you toppled over and took me with you.<br>I take a deep breath<br>To replenish me, to give me strength<br>To keep me from drowning in this memory.<br>I think I smell your skin<br>Remember the smoothness and warmth of it..<br>I lift up my coat collar <br>And bend my head into the warmth..<br>I plunge my hands into the silk lined pockets and ball them into tiny fists..<br>Propel myself forward<br>Were it not for the pain I feel from the longing<br>From the wanting of you..<br>I think I'd be a walking corpse<br>Numbness would be a comfort.<br>I glance back as I walk away.<br>New love is a beautiful thing, a precious gift so full of promise<br>As I puff smoky breath out into the cold air<br>I want to cry but I can't <br>Something catches in my throat<br>A broken sob perhaps.<br>First kisses, aren't they magical..<br>I wonder if you remember or care to recall<br>Can you still taste<br>Our first kiss?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabia+Minhas">Rabia Minhas</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479848" data-title="Longing For You de Rabia Minhas" data-description="Breaths mix, mingle Become infused in warmth Softness, taste and texture. Hands reach out to touch Silky hair and Soft smooth perfumed skin. First kisses are always so memorable So passionate. I watch the new lovers Wanting Wanting to climb into ..."></div> </div> </div>

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