If I could draw circles in the sand, <br />all the circles would spell your name <br />my hands that move through the sand <br />the extension of my heart’s longing <br /> <br />I am drawing circles in the sand <br />because you are not here <br />my thoughts pull you closer to me <br />as my cupped hands bring the sand <br />closer … forming it, pressing down on it <br /> <br />birthing erotic thoughts about you <br />the sand flowing through my fingers - <br />my hands, instinctively knowing <br />how to move… how to create out <br />of the sand… how to touch… <br /> <br />my hands knowing my thoughts.. <br />obeying my desires, <br />wanting to possess the sand <br /> <br />as if you were here <br />as if I am able to touch you. <br />as if I possess you<br /><br />Pablo Loves Life<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circles-in-the-sand/
