Sexually there was a roughness
You would stuff it into me
Without any softness or gentleness for yourself
Except paradoxically there was a softness
You were soft
You struggled to get fully hard
Oh the irony
How the body will create its own balance
Now that's changed
You have no problem getting hard
My softness opened you up
To sensuality, to eroticism, to life?
I can feel your desire for me
Your need for me
You let me get on top of you now
Often
You didn't used to
Now we silently negotiate
I surrender to you
And you surrender to me
Trusting me, allowing me to wrap you in my softness
You are crying out for my gentleness
You won't admit it but it is the antidote to your push push mentality
You look at me - really seeing me
*** is the place where our need for one another over flows
It's the place we are truly allowed to need each other
I need you. **** I need you
Your absence rips at my heart
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
Sexually there was a roughness
You would stuff it into me
Without any softness or gentleness for yourself
Except paradoxically there was a softness
You were soft
You struggled to get fully hard
Oh the irony
How the body will create its own balance
Now that's changed
You have no problem getting hard
My softness opened you up
To sensuality, to eroticism, to life?
I can feel your desire for me
Your need for me
You let me get on top of you now
Often
You didn't used to
Now we silently negotiate
I surrender to you
And you surrender to me
Trusting me, allowing me to wrap you in my softness
You are crying out for my gentleness
You won't admit it but it is the antidote to your push push mentality
You look at me - really seeing me
*** is the place where our need for one another over flows
It's the place we are truly allowed to need each other
I need you. **** I need you
Your absence rips at my heart
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