I Yearn For You
When all is still, with children tucked in bed
I yearn for you, in aching visions real
Fantastic thoughts are wont to fill my head
I call your name, and wait with breathless zeal...
The planets and the stars, within our reach
With you near me, the world's an eagle's wing
No need for words, our passions replace speech
As you and I embrace in night's brief fling
Iambic Pentameter
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