Breathing heavy
The fervor of grasps and moans
They take over
Every single thought in my mind.
Your skin
It envelops my body in a cocoon.
Back arching
And you’re there to lift me.
I feel you
And this is where you’re most raw.
Whispering
The words you think I want to hear.
Never knowing
That we could have this passion elsewhere
This ******
Is nothing without the emotional intimacy
You don’t see
That I am already finished with this
You strive
For the happy ending you always think of
As for me
I am looking for something real
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:27 AM UTC
Breathing heavy
The fervor of grasps and moans
They take over
Every single thought in my mind.
Your skin
It envelops my body in a cocoon.
Back arching
And you’re there to lift me.
I feel you
And this is where you’re most raw.
Whispering
The words you think I want to hear.
Never knowing
That we could have this passion elsewhere
This ******
Is nothing without the emotional intimacy
You don’t see
That I am already finished with this
You strive
For the happy ending you always think of
As for me
I am looking for something real