Craving  

FlamingChiquita 37F
4 posts
8/3/2005 9:36 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Craving


In these quixotic night hours
sleep never comes

Craving has a way of sneaking up on you...

a craving for the deepest erotic impusle,
a craving for the impossible mystery....

A quiet, almost desperate brilliance escapes from within the innocent places inside me

An innocence so desirable
it becomes perverted

A desire that becomes obsessive
from having tasted ecstasy

only to be brought to your knees
and denied its deeper aftertaste

its like watching a delicate flower
being ripped and split from its centre

In these quixotic night hours
sleep never comes

but teases every exhausted place
inside of me...

I am bound in the dark,
wearing nothing but shadows

mrnightlife71 45M
45 posts
8/5/2005 11:15 pm

In sleep, I bind my lust
But awakened, i am whole, conscious, ever-aware
that my heart and soul, want, need
pleasure, passion, friendship, care.

An order most confusing
those four word, there is no single, triphecta, pair
One and all, these words I heed
they build you up, and strip you bare.

The realms of body, spirit, mind
make two-in-one so fair
Seduction, upon which I feed
an orgasm we both can share!!!


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