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Borders

door killea

Counting the days until you again cross
the invisible border of your land to mine
patience is not a virtue with which I am blessed
but intolerance of my slow perception of time

all senses acute, tuned on to expectations
with two days to go, my mind in the south
the extreme yearning borders on insane
grappling hunger for your tongue in my mouth

there will be no border we will not cross
as I succumb to your devilish charms
be still my racing heart, two days to go until
I die the small death in your arms

feedback van andere lezers

• jan
  once you crossed the border there's no turning back June...
  
  xxx
  j
  killea: none whatsoever, Jan thanks
  xxx
  j
• GoNo2
  as usual
  killea: Thank you, Noel appreciate your FB as always
  xxx
  j
• yellow
  you talking about real passion here,
  borders are not easy to take sometimes,
  M.
  xx
  killea: Thank you, Marc
  xxx
  j
• Mistaker
  Make it to the border...
  
  Greta xx
  killea: I will Greta, thank you for FB
  xxx
  j
• lief
  foreign affairs....
  
  xxx
  liefs
  killea: the current policy, thanks Liefie
  xxx
  j
• jamal
  A beauty!!! You discribe the border I often see June.
  I hope I'll never cross....
  
  xxx
  killea: Thank you Jamal
  xxx
  j
• Kerry
  zoals altijd graag gelezen
  groetjes K
  killea: thank you Kerry
  xxx
  j