Frustration

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This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Ache inside,I grip my thighs aroundImaginary hipsAnd feel your weightPress down upon meWith 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 insideTo know you face to face,To know the heat and thrustOf a Çankaya Escort love returned,Embraced.Here I lie,With your name rolling in my mouthThe way I would roll my tongue over your headAnd taste your glistening excitementWith joy that must remain unspoken,All desires left unsaidBut fulfilled.Open and wanting,Wet and waiting,Here I lie in the darkWith hips risingAnd lips parting,Naked and graspingA dream that slides away into dreams,From which I awakeEmpty.Filled and full,I Keçiören Escort wish to be;Sated and exhaustedIn arms of steel,I wish this dream was a memory,Not a phantasm that will never manifestIn the day of harsh light and starvation,The sun, my enemy,And the moon, my salvation.My heart grows wingsAnd tries to find you in the darkness,But the light strips away my feathersAnd I am crushed upon the bedBy the weight of this lonely frustration.This body craves your touchAnd Etimesgut Escort a smileTo grace the midnight solitude inside;My flesh seeks your flesh,My midnight guide in adventureAway from this ugly desperationOf my heart.If you could hear me,You would laugh at meAnd turn away with sneers.This heart is not strong enough toBeckon you with confidence,For I know this frustrationWould grow like a bower of rosesAnd draw my blood toMark the fallen snow of my bruised spiritAnd wash itself away when the sun appears.So mark my bodyWith the grasp of your fingersAnd kiss my frustration away in pounding heartbeats.Thrust away the cravingAnd touch my soul with yours,Blushing my skin with slaps of lust,And sink your teeth into my breastsIn the ecstasy of oblivion for all I mean to youIn my dreams…This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.

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