Stirring Echoes

by Tina Williams

Your echoes always reach me,
Though they travel from afar,
O'er oceans and vast mountains,
No matter where you are.
Oh how I long to linger,
In their warm embrace,
Lost in sensual rapture,
Tempting visions of your face.
Can you feel me reaching?
To claim what I so miss,
The comfort of your body,
The hunger for your kiss.
Memories of your loving.
Are etched in me inside,
I can still feel you moving,
Mounting passion in your ride.
I yearn again to taste you,
Come return your love to me,
And calm this raging storm,
Come feel this need in me.

About The Author
I am a registered nurse who started writing a few months ago, now writing is my passion.