In whispers along
those distant easterly winds,
I hear you yearning
from deep within.

A hushed desire,
a shushed thrill,
waiting and wanting
as the cold night stills.

Desperate longing,
so loving and sure,
making all these miles
so hard to endure.

Racing thoughts
as cravings run rampant,
yet suffocated by sheets
where warmth is absent.

The days tick by
while our breasts lay bare,
but dreams they beckon,
flourishing in the air.

Our fantasies morph
into realistic pleasures
and dancing after dusk
is our favorite endeavor.

But it’s there in the shadows
where we truly find our way,
into each other’s arms,
where we strive to stay.

Desperate for one kiss,
appeased by a calming sigh
hidden in our hearts,
all the many reasons why.

© 2020 Michelle Cook

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Originally written: June 2020

20 thoughts on “Virginia

    1. Thank you, Jeff… ❤️ Also, I found your comment in my spam. Just wanted you to know because I know you said before you’d been having trouble with that sort of thing happening. Hope you’re having a wonderful weekend. 🙂

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        1. Thank you, Jeff. I just hope it doesn’t keep happening. Funny thing is, I found some of my own reply’s to other people in my spam folder. How the heck does that happen? Lol…

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  1. I love Virginia. It’s beautiful and sexy. Yes, I had the same waitress every time I went to Margaritaville after that. If you read the last two chapters, I went back to Vegas with my brother for his birthday and we went to Margaritaville again and had the same waitress. Thank you for liking my work!

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