Sleepless In Ohio...
I make a call
but no one to help on the other end,
Another sleepless night
Endless thoughts, my mind wanders
I get to a place of reflection, an epiphany of sorts.
Next thing I know I start to crave...
The image of a red-headed, blond stranger from far away
is vividly emblazon in my mind
I crave attention, affection, passionate, sultrty love making
But sex will do...
To be wanted, yearned for, adored, loved...
I need to be touched, to be felt in an intimate way.
My body screams for it, I become hyper sensitive to the touch
Unwatched, alone, and in the dark...
I pull the covers up, turn the music on, and roll towards the wall
My moans are quiet and muffled by my pillow
but my insides scream loudly.
Moisture flows freely...warm slippery sin
Do I dare touch again?
My body screams yes while my sense of logic tells me no...
"go to sleep, you gotta get up in the morning"
FUCK THAT!!!
more like fuck me
my fingers continue walking till I fall asleep.


1 Comments:
"Warm slippery sin" I like that
I crave chicken pot pie
3:44 PM
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