Poetry

Longing

I lie in bed,
dreaming of love.

Of making love,
of two bodies entwined as one.
Of feeling the skin of another,
against my own.

I do not long for what I had,
it was rough, it was all
for the pleasure of you.

What I dream of,
what I desire,
is someone to want
to know what I want,
to pleasure me,
so I will want to pleasure him.

There will be no pressure,
no teary eyes when it is done,

I long to be touched,
to be brought to life,
by a touch,
by a stroke,
by a loving hand.
 


 

 


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