in the depth of each foramen, you're inhabited !
it's difficult to hide, your passionate odor
from the body, even in the loneliness,
your movement touches my
soul, every moment -
pulsation waits
for you,
though, you're included in somatic surface but
heart desire to touch you with overwhelm,
this erotomania do not permit to
sleep a moment, in the
fragrant moonlit
waves, life
searches your intense love which touches the
shore with furious inclusiveness - -
* *
man alone waiting 
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