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In my room
Contributed by
Lori
on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 02:15:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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I sit in my room and my mind starts to wander.
I feel them urges of what could be.
Your miles from me and I need you here now!
I feel the acheness of tension building, I'm losing to
the tingling in my body that says it's OK to start.
I'm on fire, I feel the intense feeling building up in me,
I need to let it go, but the absence of you is on my mind.
I think if you were here, how your fingers caress my being,
and knowing I want to be relieved you continue to play.
Just when I need you to invade me, your soft hot lips gently kiss
my hot wet soul and you softly lick me, my body starts to quiver.
You hold me tight not allowing me to get away from what were here for.
I grab the sheets to keep control.
You know I'm there, I feel you, you can't hold back any longer
than you have.
As you rise above me, I feel the sweat as it drips from your chest,
giving just enough coolness to bring me back from the fire you lit.
I wrap my limbs around you pulling you in closer and so hard.
You gently slide inside me, I feel the heat run through me
like a river that needs to flow, stirred up by the rage as you bring us closer
and closer to the firey sea that is ready to irrupt.
I try to ride the hard waves that bring me to the end of my rage.
that's when I realize your not here.
I feel the pain inside of letting go.
I try to save myself from the aching in my body that screams
here I go.
I find myself just peaceful enough that causes a restless night.
Your miles away.
Copyright ©
Lori
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2005-07-04 14:15:35] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: In my room
(User Rating: 1 ) by DorianChambers on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 11:06:55 PM AEST (User
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A well crafted expression of longing and desire 2 be fulfilled, a poetic nude renisance
painting of love's burning merger of lust with
love and and yet beautifly inflicted with the frustration of hoplessness, lovely peice of
emotional tapestry . . .
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