Thursday, February 25, 2016

This.

In bed
I think
Will you notice
My subtle rhythmic rocking?
Will you notice
Who I am fucking?

I choke

Holding back my labored gasps
I panic and feel
Pulsating, palpitating, palpating
My hair follicles stand erect

Moonbeams peak

(Are you piqued?) 
Under our cover
I succumb to my unrestraint
Urgently

I am not alone

Only a whisper away
in your dreamstate 
Fingertips slip, glide 
Inside

Deep breaths draw in

You are
Heat between my thighs
You sigh, your toe touches mine
I shudder, I writhe, I write

How much longer can I hide?

Will I stammer, explain?
You know how I do -
Words with meanings 
complicate things.

This is all for now
Until I come again.

























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