*Shiver*
I feel that old
Cold…
Tickling my neck,
Down my arms,
Down my spine…
Was that breath
Yours, or Mine?
I feel that old
Ache…
Deep in between
My shoulder blades,
Down my back,
Burning in my legs…
What do I lack?
I feel that old
Love…
Burning and freezing,
Wanting and needing,
Pleasing and teasing…
…Ready for feeding…
~Antanya
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Beautiful!
October 8, 2014 at 8:26 pm
Thank you! 🙂
October 8, 2014 at 8:26 pm
Officially my favorite one so far. I don’t understand how you did that. People always equate Love to heat, but adding the cold is classic. Especially, at least here in New Jersey, with winter coming your timing is fantastic.
October 9, 2014 at 1:17 pm
Oh, wow! I’m glad. I actually had second thoughts about this one, but I’m really glad I posted it, now. Love can be both cold and hot, simultaneously. It can for me, anyway…
October 9, 2014 at 1:32 pm
To be honest, I don’t understand it, either… My writing is often an attempt to understand, but it falls short of the answers most of the time.
October 9, 2014 at 1:48 pm
They key is your asking the right questions. Sometimes those are more important than the answers I’ve learned 🙂
October 9, 2014 at 2:22 pm
Thank you. I’m trying. 🙂
October 9, 2014 at 2:57 pm