When your mind travels
notice it will unravel
unreachable fantasies,
a craving desire,
the need to please,
an unstoppable fire,
a sweet rage,
a longing that burns
all locked in a cage
when your skin yearns...
you can call it love
or you can call it lust
but either way your lookin to...
To trust
but you quickly forget
and replace it with thrust
cause you're ready
and its Hot
and in the heat of the moment
all you want looks tempting don't it?
You're a wanderer
a dreamer
a bright but lost star
in the cave of your thoughts
never second guessing how bizarre
to have a wish
an arousing urge,
ceaseless itch
which
intensifies
with no way to scratch the nerve
YOU ARE READING
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PoesiaA collection of my written expressions, notes for self, friendly reminders, quotes & art inspired rants Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the photo attached.
