Created in Gemini
Tossing and turning
Body flushed with heat
I thought it was a simple hot flash
Fan on high with AC set to low
Without a blanket on
You’d think I’d be cold
But the goosebumps on my body
Aren’t from the temperature
They're from your words
Here I lay, burning hot
A throb forming within the V of my legs
Just from the memory of your touch
From the last time we were together
Proving menopause is not always the cause
Thoughts of you rage through my head
Invading any sleep I manage to steal
Setting me right back to square one again
Turning and tossing
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