Battling pride

Erotic Poetry
2006-05-23

I lay there suffering
Such sweet pain
With thoughts of you
Clawing my soul so lovingly
My hands itch to touch
That spot whimpering your name
But my will pins them down to the bed
So I close my eyes trying to clear my mind
But in that moment of sudden darkness
I felt the raging war within me
My legs pressed tightly together
to hide it's wet shame
My hands tangled in the sheets
to stop it's downward spiral
My hips arching to a secret beat
that echoes through my core
And my skin screaming to be touched

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