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Everytime I close my eyes
I see you there tortuing me.
Teasing me with your touch.

A vision of the things
I want to do with you
Eating at me until I can't sleep.

The unbearable pain I feel
not being able to touch you
to taste your skin as you have mine.

The aching need I feel
when I wake to find you gone
wanting nothing more than you again.