Restless Love

The house is still,
I'm alone,
I long for you,
My restless love,
With tender lips,
I'll cool your thirst,
My clinging arms,
Will comfort you,
A burning touch,
Will be our own,
Bringing forth a love to grow.

by Myrtle Taylor

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