I can't sleep tonight
So I write you.
I write to alleviate anxiety
from the days events
(nothing more than usual)
and I write because
Yours—
is the voice I'm craving
Writing you,
will somehow connect me to you
via the mercy
of Gods
much smarter than myself.
Maybe,
if you're quiet enough
right now,
you can hear my thoughts
and desires.....
(they're all yours)
.... feel my need for you
and warm yourself
by the fire
you stoke
deep inside me
A fire that burns so bright
I can't believe you're not able to see it
from your distant location;
I'm amazed
that it's only been days
since you've been gone
I'm so selfish in my desires for you.
I feel your pull
even with your absence,
even with our distance
being twice as much as usual
I feel your gravity
and crave it's weight
I crave your words
like my body craves your vapor touch
I can't get enough
of you
I ache in your absence
I miss you
with the fibers of my being,
delicately screaming
and I dream
every night
about your happenings
"What is he doing at this moment?"...
"Is he missing me like I'm missing him?"...
"His mouth is my heart's hope
and my pussy's number one fan"...
a few random thoughts dance
and run through my head
as I lay in the dark
dreaming of your presence
Dreams of you....
pressing into my ass
with your hardness,
as your arms enclose
around me
We rock each other soundly
slowly back and forth,
eventually
falling
quietly
§
I'm such a romantic—
a cherishing characteristic,
I also want to fuck
some more
like we've never fucked before
of course, I do
I want to climb atop you
a mountainous graze
to lick, fuck, and suck
in all the ways
that we desperately require,
dream and share and a million more
we've not thought of before
Our symbiotic connection will penetrate,
leaving us to be covered in each other's sweat, kisses and cum as satisfaction permeates
our synchronicity so deep
we start to fall asleep
with your hard cock still inside of me,
we both drift off
to that dreamy state
where
exhaustion punctuates
whilst sleep
dedicates
&
long distance
finally
relocates
