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Ache inside,
I grip my thighs around
Imaginary hips
And feel your weight
Press down upon me
With kisses for my lips.
Hunger, yearning,
Lust and desperation,
Passion, loneliness,
Depths of strong frustration.
Undulations lost in the dark,
Sweat trickling for something I can never have;
Images of arms and growing flesh,
Rising and falling of gasping breath;
I sink into the lonely night,
And scream inside
To know you face to face,
To know the heat and thrust
Of a love returned,
Embraced.
Here I lie,
With your name rolling in my mouth
The way I would roll my tongue over your head
And taste your glistening excitement
With joy that must remain unspoken,
All desires left unsaid
But fulfilled.
Open and wanting,
Wet and waiting,
Here I lie in the dark
With hips rising
And lips parting,
Naked and grasping
A dream that slides away into dreams,
From which I awake
Empty.
Filled and full,
I wish to be;
Sated and exhausted
In arms of steel,
I wish this dream was a memory,
Not a phantasm that will never manifest
In the day of harsh light and starvation,
The sun, my enemy,
And the moon, my salvation.
My heart grows wings
And tries to find you in the darkness,
But the light strips away my feathers
And I am crushed upon the bed
By the weight of this lonely frustration.
This body craves your touch
And a smile
To grace the midnight solitude inside;
My flesh seeks your flesh,
My midnight guide in adventure
Away from this ugly desperation
Of my heart.
If you could hear me,
You would laugh at me
And turn away with sneers.
This heart is not strong enough to
Beckon you with confidence,
For I know this frustration
Would grow like a bower of roses
And draw my blood to
Mark the fallen snow of my bruised spirit
And wash itself away when the sun appears.
So mark my body
With the grasp of your fingers
And kiss my frustration away in pounding heartbeats.
Thrust away the craving
And touch my soul with yours,
Blushing my skin with slaps of lust,
And sink your teeth into my breasts
In the ecstasy of oblivion for all I mean to you
In my dreams...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.
Ache inside,
I grip my thighs around
Imaginary hips
And feel your weight
Press down upon me
With kisses for my lips.
Hunger, yearning,
Lust and desperation,
Passion, loneliness,
Depths of strong frustration.
Undulations lost in the dark,
Sweat trickling for something I can never have;
Images of arms and growing flesh,
Rising and falling of gasping breath;
I sink into the lonely night,
And scream inside
To know you face to face,
To know the heat and thrust
Of a love returned,
Embraced.
Here I lie,
With your name rolling in my mouth
The way I would roll my tongue over your head
And taste your glistening excitement
With joy that must remain unspoken,
All desires left unsaid
But fulfilled.
Open and wanting,
Wet and waiting,
Here I lie in the dark
With hips rising
And lips parting,
Naked and grasping
A dream that slides away into dreams,
From which I awake
Empty.
Filled and full,
I wish to be;
Sated and exhausted
In arms of steel,
I wish this dream was a memory,
Not a phantasm that will never manifest
In the day of harsh light and starvation,
The sun, my enemy,
And the moon, my salvation.
My heart grows wings
And tries to find you in the darkness,
But the light strips away my feathers
And I am crushed upon the bed
By the weight of this lonely frustration.
This body craves your touch
And a smile
To grace the midnight solitude inside;
My flesh seeks your flesh,
My midnight guide in adventure
Away from this ugly desperation
Of my heart.
If you could hear me,
You would laugh at me
And turn away with sneers.
This heart is not strong enough to
Beckon you with confidence,
For I know this frustration
Would grow like a bower of roses
And draw my blood to
Mark the fallen snow of my bruised spirit
And wash itself away when the sun appears.
So mark my body
With the grasp of your fingers
And kiss my frustration away in pounding heartbeats.
Thrust away the craving
And touch my soul with yours,
Blushing my skin with slaps of lust,
And sink your teeth into my breasts
In the ecstasy of oblivion for all I mean to you
In my dreams...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.
