Time apart

In the quiet ache of night, my heart burns for you. This longing is carved deep into my being, and your absence lingers like a shadow, a haunting whisper of all that could be. I find myself yearning to know you more, to share in the mundane moments of daily life that bring smiles, and to dive into the depths where your soul breathes.

I long to discover the sacred chambers where your secrets lie. I crave the sound of your laughter, raw and unrestrained, as it becomes the language of everything that matters to us. I ache for the caress of your voice, wrapping around my name, and for the warmth of your skin, a fire against the cold expanse of distance that separates us. 

In my dreams, I find refuge with you. My dreams are vivid and alive, where passion ignites like stars colliding, and I can almost feel the ghost of your fingers tracing my spine, your lips mapping out a journey of hunger across my skin. These dreams are both my salvation and my torment, as they blur the line between desire and reality.

Even with the miles between us, I feel our connection, a bond forged by invisible hands. It's a thread that pulls me closer, always closer, until I am consumed with the need for you. I wait, caught in this space between the ache of now and the time when distance fades away.

I dream I can touch, taste, and completely lose myself with you. 

Until then, know that you occupy my thoughts and my heart, 

All my love,

Maggie