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Eyes traveling to another gender
to see the world differently and experience
your pain.

I miss your poetry.

Eyes drifting to paradises
I never even dreamed about or thought of,
but enjoy.

I miss your poetry.

Ears hum with various rhythms
of your emotional intensity as
inspiration filtrates.

I miss your poetry.

Ears shimmy to the tones of
your sultry seduction making me
inevitably quiver.

I miss your poetry.

Lips moisten from the tip
of my salivating tongue to taste
bittersweet morsels.

I miss your poetry.

Lips tingle with aching desires
to savor the flavors of passion from
your skin.

I miss your poetry.

Hands trace the thick layers
of your being and I find myself caressing
your spirit.

I miss your poetry.

Hands massage your overwhelming concerns
as I lather your back with hands
of caring.

I miss your poetry.

Aromas of florals waltz into
my nose with arousing sensations of a
man's courtship.

I miss your poetry.

Fragrances of florals flutter wondrously
into my femininity as I wonder into your
dramatized romance.

I miss your poetry.