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Ghosts of my Yearming

Ghost of my Yearning


I tempt desire
With eyes shut tight against midnight
And the icey cold of reality
Against the cold of my bed
And I bring her to my side
Her bare skin warm and inviting
Her fragrance my cradle
Her breathe my lullaby
I am rocked

My minds eye
Traces zoftig mounds of ghostly flesh
Travel the bump and slope of rib cage
I explore the gentle dip of soft skin cradled beneath pelvis
And meander up and over slight round of sweet Tummy until I find the declivity
That takes me home
I can almost hear her familiar sounds of waking as she stirs
Her breath already rhythmic with arousal
She whispers my name beneath heavy breath as my fingers graze the velvet down
That curls into the cleft of her labia
Her knees fall wide...she takes my head with  both.hands
Her moan uninhibited, she cannot help but push into my suck

I am lost in the scent and taste of pure woman...
I am set to lick like finding mana...
Nourished
There would  be nothing and no one else

But the loud strike of grandfather clock shatters my vision into sharp pieces
I reach out in desperation
And am heartbroken
As my comfortless state floods my countanence
I am struck like a fist to belly
The pain is swift coming and flung with fury

My home, my baby...
a cruel mirage
My hands grasp only cold sheets
I suffer the blow of her flight once again

Sending the beauty of my soul to some godforsaken  frozen place
A purgatory of desire
calamitygin
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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