How could I have this much
lust for one man...
God, I want him. Everyday.
This complete man, who comletes me.....
I am so in love with him....

His body moves before me
like an oceanplacid....
and I lick my lips for the salt of him.
My muscles burn and clench for
a chance at him.

My lover now. I have him always but
want him more and more and more.
Never satisfied, I am never satisfied at
having
all of him....

Mornings come and I lunge at him.
To catch him off guard, to watch his shape move.
To feel his responses at my wanting.
Everyminute. In the kitchen. In the bedroom.
As he showers. As he talks.
My eyes move across him...
My heart leaps to my throat at the shape of his
hands
and at the boyishness of his hips
and the breadth of his shoulders....
his calm/alabaster skin
that I would sink my life into.....that I would
sink my teeth into....

How could I burn so much for a man I
already have completely....
who takes me again and again
as I give myself to him....
The tension frays me....I feel
taught with my constant need for him
to move over him with vast thouroughness,
to devour every inch of him...
every place where I have never touched before,
to crawl in every pattern over top of him
time and time again....

01/08/2003

Author's Note: Its been two years now, and every day the love animates my lust. You know its forever when you only want him more because he belongs to you......

Posted on 01/09/2003
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