How Many…

How many times
Did I cross your mind last night

When you had trouble sleeping
And your fingers
Started creeping

Down south

When that
A little too loud sigh
Escaped your mouth

You had to bite your lip
As you slowly dipped
In and out

Lost in the feeling
Confused
By your emotions

A connection
Connected
Yet separate from reality

We’re worlds away
And Absence makes the Heart
Grow fonder

But the realness
Of your Orgasmic release


Had you believing in Love all over again!