Short Poems

The Lust For His Touch 6/22/19

My heart was racing hard and fast.
His hands were slowly grazing my back.

Mind was racing,
Telling me things,
Reminding me of past experiences.
The lust and craving fed upon my mind,
Intensifying every passing second.
My heart was pounding and I could feel anticipation growing inside,
Like a seed that was planted years ago.
Fantasies started to role,
As if they were on a record,
Playing on a big screen at the drive thru.
Not being able to stop them from rolling.
Savoring it like a sweet delicacy.
Slowly lapping it up,
As if it were a melting ice cream cone.
Cold,
Sweet,
And Refreshing.

I let my mind go to work.
Feeling the hunger grow,
I let myself go.
Giving in to the hidden demon.
Kissing hungrily,
Wanting to tear at my prey,
Like a lion feeding upon the kill.
Feeling his hands touch my body,
I let out a whimper of despair as I became the victim.

Letting myself submit,
I could feel him tearing at my walls.
Pulling away all my layers,
Searching for something hidden.
Somehow,
He made my insecurities melt away,
Like ice that meets the sun's rays.
Melting,
Then evaporating into thin air.
Hearing his excited breathing set my body on fire.
My mind hummed like a machine at work.
Pushing and pulling thoughts in and out of my mind.

Closing my eyes,
I could feel light,
Gentle,
Kisses get placed upon my neck.
Slowly going down to my collar bone,
Then lower.
Trying to grab onto reality,
I dragged my nails across this back,
Clawing,
Trying to realize if this was just a dream.

Living in a haze when I'm with him.
It all felt like an alternate universe.
Reality escapes my grasp and I hunger for more.
Being greedy and stingy,
I crave for more of his attention.
Wanting to be the only one to rock his world.
The only one to make his bed groan,
The only one to make him wanting more every time I go.

Feeling his hands grasp my neck,
Then suddenly being pounded into,
I was sent to nirvana.
Eyes rolling,
I could feel the unquenchable hunger he had hidden from me,
For such a long time.
His moans rang in my ears,
Forcing me back to reality.
Forcing me into the crave phase of sex.
Driving all innocence away.
The pure innocent girl went into hiding,
And the siren came out and feasted upon his soul.
Savoring him,
Knowing he may be the last victim.