PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I toss and turn and can’t get to sleep, I just can’t seem to let go.

I lie in bed frustrated, I can get you out of my mind.

I am flicking through the pages of my times in having all of you……I want to have my wicked way with you again!

I feel the slow pulsating sensation down there, it’s waking up my arousal state.

I can feel the throb, I reach down and take hold of it, I can’t pacify it!

I slowly stroke it, enjoying the tingling sensation that is starting to travel through my body.

My frustration levels are starting to increase, “it’s not the same I need you here”.

I uncover myself from the sheets, I am bulging at the seams.

I remove everything, I want to see.

I continually stroke it admiring how proud it has become.

My plum is has now changed colour, my veins are now thick and pulsating!...”Where are you, I want you I need you!”....I am on fire!

There you are again, images of having all of you.

My strokes alternate from fast to slow, I manoeuvre it back and forth….I need to control this, I can feel the volcano almost erupting!

My arousal is starting to peak…I am crying out “where are you!”.

I hear the sound of your footsteps, could it possibly be true, I am begging for that door to open. I want you to see me in my full glory.

The door opens….there you are….I am now wide awake!...

You are standing at the entrance of the room “Oh what are you doing!”

The door closes, I hear the sound of the lock…..how exciting…..to be continued