I hear the sounds of sultry notes
Slide across guitar strings
Coaxed by nimble fingers
As I lay in bed
In this cool twilight
They slither and strike
Pierce my vein, injected
With venom, I toss and sweat
With desire, my hands
Itch to learn the textures
Of your skin, my breasts
Bead and ache, I can’t
Stop the whimper passing
Through my lips, imagining
You here, in my bed
Your hands, your mouth
On my body, your cock
Pushing inside, stretching me
The sky darkens
The notes crescendo
I twist in the sheets
Arch off the bed
Wanting, needing
To come, for you
To feel me come
Feel you come
Inside me
Coming together
Come for me
Coming…

01/28/2003

Posted on 01/28/2003
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