Monday, September 23, 2013

Thoughts of You

The thought of you

Laying on your bed 

Smiling

Breathless

Horny

Im Slightly drunk

You're Glistening 

We're Sexy

You're Naked

Waiting on me

Pulling me closer with your eyes

Is a dance we dance

Sometimes you lead I follow

Most time I lead you follow

Hesitantly 

We know its wrong

We can't seem to do right 

We stop dancing for a while

Then on lonely

Horny

Drunk

Nights

When the cloak of morality

Is not draped across our shoulders

We pick up right where we left off 

You pop in my mind

At the most awkward times

No matter how hard I pray

Wish

Hope

Cry

Beg

Those images

And my desire

For you will not fade 

My dreams are filled 

With visions of you

Loving me

Kissing me

Fucking me

Talking to me

Never in all my years of life

Have I needed someone like this

It's beyond me

Why 

With all that we've been through

As must as we try not to 

we continually 

Do this dance

You want me

I need you

You say no

I say I probably should not

Yet 1-2 times a month 

Like clockwork

We are fantasizing 

Masturbating 

Plotting

And scheming to be together 

I don't want to do this dance anymore

I want to enjoy 

Whatever this is

For as long as I can

Is it wrong?

Yes

But this connection

Has bound us 

We seem unable to free from it

And sometime I don't want to

But this dance is getting old

2 comments:

Miss SupAficial said...

Great read. thanks for sharing

Mrs KiKi Dawn said...

Thanks for reading it. :-)