We lie together in the dark,
side by side,
two bodies apart.
You're wrapped up in yours.
I'm wrapped up in mine.
Used to be you held me
so tight I could hardly breathe,
arm tucked under my breasts.
Now you barely hold me at all,
more to keep warm than
to be pressed against the fire.
I keep to myself,
wrap my own arms around me,
trying to keep from touching you
so I don't disturb your sleep,
don't move the wrong way,
and convey the sexuality
that is in me.
I am learning to suppress the desire,
push it down deep inside,
put it in a cage as you will,
and swallow it like some enlarged pill
getting caught in my throat.
I choke,
get up so I don't touch you,
turn so I don't stare at you,
the way your hard body lays,
broad at the shoulders,
arms bulging just right,
hair glistening in tv light,
waist resting neatly over
muscle taut and firm,
built for action.
Oh the action!
I ache as I look at you.
I know what that muscle can do,
power behind the instrument at the helm,
the strength in your thighs,
riding me high,
my legs around you tight,
rocking the boat,
head knocking the headboard occasionally
and who cares,
just keep doing that to me....
Oh God,
got to stop.
I'm soaked to the core,
slowly reaching down while you snore,
pretend that it's you
while we lie together in the dark.
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-22 15:47:49
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