Sweet Twisted Agony
Every time you smile at me, that moment doesn't last long enough.
I had never noticed you much before, but now that I have, I want more.
I want your smile, I want your touch.
I want your hands all over my body.
I want to feel you deep inside of me, breathing heavily.
Where did this feeling come from?
I try to fight it but it only gets stronger
My desire has been awakened from its long slumber,
with just a smile
and now it won't rest until it's satisfied.
But it can never be satisfied.
I want you so desperately but I can't have you.
You aren't mine. You belong to somebody else.
Why do I always want what I can't have?
This is becoming a common theme.
But I don't care.
You smile at me and say my name like you mean it,
like you can taste it
and I wonder what my name would sound like coming from your mouth
during long, exhausting moments of passion.
What would my name sound like as I'm touching you,
kissing you, sucking you...
What does my name sound like with my fingers in your hair,
pulling, just hard enough.
Would it sound like I imagine? Breathy and husky and deep?
Could we risk everything to find out, at least once?
I want to feel something, other than empty.
I want to feel you.
Your weight, on top of me.
But for now, thoughts of you will have to do.
I keep these dirty thoughts to myself.
For now, it's just the memory of a smile
and my name rolling off your tongue
that will fuel me and my desire.
I will channel my longing into creativity.
My body will suffer in sweet, twisted agony,
with no hope for complete fulfillment.
My body will crave yours and silently call out your name.
And one day, when you get a sudden shiver up your spine,
just know that it is my spirit calling out to you
as I'm thinking of all the things I am dying to do with you.
These thoughts are alive with an energy all their own,
and when I am alone, just my thoughts and my desire,
dripping sweet like honey,
you are there with me, twisted in delicious agony.
WRITTEN 12/21/18 - a small portion of this was shared on Instagram Follow me!
I had never noticed you much before, but now that I have, I want more.
I want your smile, I want your touch.
I want your hands all over my body.
I want to feel you deep inside of me, breathing heavily.
Where did this feeling come from?
I try to fight it but it only gets stronger
My desire has been awakened from its long slumber,
with just a smile
and now it won't rest until it's satisfied.
But it can never be satisfied.
I want you so desperately but I can't have you.
You aren't mine. You belong to somebody else.
Why do I always want what I can't have?
This is becoming a common theme.
But I don't care.
You smile at me and say my name like you mean it,
like you can taste it
and I wonder what my name would sound like coming from your mouth
during long, exhausting moments of passion.
What would my name sound like as I'm touching you,
kissing you, sucking you...
What does my name sound like with my fingers in your hair,
pulling, just hard enough.
Would it sound like I imagine? Breathy and husky and deep?
Could we risk everything to find out, at least once?
I want to feel something, other than empty.
I want to feel you.
Your weight, on top of me.
But for now, thoughts of you will have to do.
I keep these dirty thoughts to myself.
For now, it's just the memory of a smile
and my name rolling off your tongue
that will fuel me and my desire.
I will channel my longing into creativity.
My body will suffer in sweet, twisted agony,
with no hope for complete fulfillment.
My body will crave yours and silently call out your name.
And one day, when you get a sudden shiver up your spine,
just know that it is my spirit calling out to you
as I'm thinking of all the things I am dying to do with you.
These thoughts are alive with an energy all their own,
and when I am alone, just my thoughts and my desire,
dripping sweet like honey,
you are there with me, twisted in delicious agony.
WRITTEN 12/21/18 - a small portion of this was shared on Instagram Follow me!
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