Your Stare

Speak to me of Burning, Needing,

Whisper of Longing, Searching to Find,

Say nothing at all, in Brazen Silence,

Your Stare Revealing and Intriguingly Kind.

The Heavy Urgency of Breath Betrays,

The Hammering of Your Pulse Belies,

But ‘Tis Your Stare that Entirely Undoes,

Provoking Shivers and Breathless Sighs.

Stare, My Love, and Know me Well,

Gaze with Passion, Hunger, Desire,

And when Your Stare is Satisfied

Love Shall Ignite Your Questing Fire.

~Morgan~

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