Apart. . .

Distance  so brutally far
Feeling so uncomfortably near
Filled with wants and desires
Conspire I cannot

Afraid to want you
You remain out of reach
Probably with someone else
Knowing I could be him if I was there

Past is filled with exhilaration
Leaving me in despair
You fill my soul with your warmth
Then yank it away, leaving a void

Want you now more than ever
Your touch I doubt I will ever get to experience again
Tongue on my nipple, fingers over my butt
As you solemnly whisper, fuck me!

My heart beats rapidly
At one thought of you
Your warm body against my stiffness
Giving me pleasures only possible in a utopia

Teach me the taboos of a woman
Make my body quiver for your touch
Suck me in and let me drown
Baptise me in your wetness
Until I see you, smell you, feel you and taste you

Telly Morris
Wednesday, April 17, 2013 at 16:55HRS