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I lay awake at night, thinking of youWhen I close my eyes, you’re all I seeEvery moment of every day, I see you thereI know it’s wrong, but I can’t stop this feeling insideYou took me in, raised me as one of your ownA mother to watch over me, but not blood relatedYou married my father, a step-parent you’ve becomeBut I can’t stop thinking of you as moreYou caught me one time, jerking off isveçbahis in my roomBrushed it aside as one of those things young boys doThat sweet curl on the corner of your lipsA wickedness, maybe a connection we now shareIt’s wrong to think this way, but I want youI need you as more than just what you are to meI hear the two of you at night, in bed, through the thin wallsThe sound isveçbahis giriş of him having you frustrates meI fantasize of going down and taste your wetnessThe thought of myself sliding inside of youAn idea of us becoming one single beingTogether, we can be more than just what we areThe voice keeps telling me how wrong this feeling isBut you captured my heart and it won’t stop isveçbahis yeni giriş beating for you aloneMaybe its lust, a desire, a first love I’ve experiencedOr maybe it’s a motherly love of affection I never had …I wrote this up a while back and a little unsure about posting it up, due to it’s subject matter. It’s a strange little poem of a step-son uncertain of his growing feelings towards his relationship with his step-mother, is it lust of wanting to be with her, or just his lack of motherly love he’s never had growing up that he’s experiencing for the first time. Not sure where it came from, but enjoy it anyway.
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