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Feeling again and hiding
sandwiched between slumber and light
warmth of embraces between the sheets
lips meeting the breathing mouth
aspire to take and conquer
the breath of desire inhaled
there, reaching out and touching
the slow ripples of desire
needles that prickles
beneath the smooth skin
taut and tight reaching out
burying home sheathing the sword
small cries of pleasure
the drumming of the hearts
signals for tempo, song of sirens
grasping to be of one flesh
shooting up and in
eyes flutter open
just nothingness
entangled beneath the sheets
just a patch of wetness
feeling again wanting again
she hides.
warmth of embraces between the sheets
lips meeting the breathing mouth
aspire to take and conquer
the breath of desire inhaled
there, reaching out and touching
the slow ripples of desire
needles that prickles
beneath the smooth skin
taut and tight reaching out
burying home sheathing the sword
small cries of pleasure
the drumming of the hearts
signals for tempo, song of sirens
grasping to be of one flesh
shooting up and in
eyes flutter open
just nothingness
entangled beneath the sheets
just a patch of wetness
feeling again wanting again
she hides.
Published 4th Mar 2015
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4th Mar 2015 10:17pm
This sounds like a tentative return to love and pleasure, but it's a response limited by doubt and pain. There will be more to it than "a patch of wetness" eventually. It may take time, but if she had it once she can have it again. She may be hiding but at least she's wanting, and that's progress. The feeling is very eloquently presented, Grace. It's always good to read you.
5th Mar 2015 5:14am
It is nice to feel, yet with the feelings pain comes in too. To see and to desire yet scared of repudiation. been there did that...and the pain is always exquisite. Never fails. Thanks for reading Crowfly.:)
4th Mar 2015 11:13pm
5th Mar 2015 5:15am
Thanks Poetik..to spill and feel, can lead to more, and yet with more comes pain and heartache. :)
Beautiful, gentle nymph....do not hide from the wonderful desires buried deep inside.....let it go : )
This is such a wonderful composition with just the right amount of vivid imagery. Your words have truly taken me into your creative dreams. I absolutely love this. Dear nymph, your feelings are so deep and real. Sigh......adding this to my reading list
----> "the drumming of the hearts
signals for tempo, song of sirens
grasping to be of one flesh..." mmmmm, stroking my musical id.
This is such a wonderful composition with just the right amount of vivid imagery. Your words have truly taken me into your creative dreams. I absolutely love this. Dear nymph, your feelings are so deep and real. Sigh......adding this to my reading list
----> "the drumming of the hearts
signals for tempo, song of sirens
grasping to be of one flesh..." mmmmm, stroking my musical id.
5th Mar 2015 5:16am
Letting go MrM is such exquisite pleasure. With it comes the need to be more and with more comes heartaches.:)there is always that should I question.:) thanks for reading.
Anonymous
6th Mar 2015 4:35am
Grace,
Each patch of wetness is a badge of desire and pleasure. A beginning not an end. A bridge to be crossed, not hidden under. Enjoyed!
tornado
Each patch of wetness is a badge of desire and pleasure. A beginning not an end. A bridge to be crossed, not hidden under. Enjoyed!
tornado
6th Mar 2015 8:26am
Thanks Tornado but some bridge are a bit too far. :) been there a few times now.
