After the dedication, I read it again and decided this was really, really good.
You turn, gazing soulfully Promises brooding within your eyes Laugh, and dance away like a faery Upon the thorns of roses in The field of mind I chase you, stargazer, I stumble In your footsteps, a clumsy lover Chasing assurance of bliss Like ecstasy, your scent wafts Into my nose, heady expectation A touch of fingertip away I curse my need of you You scoff at my weakness A teasing mistress of desire Fulfillment lying beyond my reach But in my hand, your power still rests The mystery of craving for you Cripples my senses I tremble, vibrating – another realm awaits, into the abyss Of darkness and promise, where One falls and flies, where one Lives, another dies A painful empty moment Of unfulfilled pressure Silence before orgasm You touch that hidden spot Tempered into the recesses of My psyche, you tease, until I scream, claw at your wafting Touch to slip deeper Deeper Deeper Make Me Come But again! You laugh! I curse you, shudder Out of your cosmic hold Threaten myself With punishment – to never return You whisper, ‘it is lies’ And wait again To taunt me upon my arrival At your door. - Dedicated to my mistress, my love; writing. |
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