Waiting

Sitting on the porch
I feel the warm wind against my skin
I can hear the gentle lull of your voice within my soul
It purrs like a kitten
Gentle and sweet
I know one day I’ll feel your touch
Know your smell
Feel your breath upon my skin
I look to the stars and know you are out there.
Waiting for that day to come.

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