Another time
I lie there waiting, hoping
I feel lips touching mine so passionately
I’m ready,
Yearning
I feel him against my naked body
Running his fingers down to the small of my back
I ache for him
Just as the warmth pours out of me
He pulls away
My fire grows, pent up,
What?
I throw myself in front of him
All for nothing
Now what?
It’s gone before it begins
Left confused, sad, let down,
I let it happen
Sleep escapes me once again
Sensual and passionate
Sensual and passionate piece, about your day dreaming or just dreaming. Well written and engrossing for the reader, I liked your poem very much.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
I'ts nice to hear that my
I'ts nice to hear that my writing touched someone. it's not often that I feel inspired to write but when I do I can't stop thinking about it until I get it out.