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Jun 2014
This bed seems so huge,

                                 so wide

                             and yet here we lay

                               like  we're

                oceans away

                          in the Mediterranean

        *spaced-out from each other,

                 your so far from me.


                            We're spent,

                                  in deliberate denial,

                                                 unfinished or satisfied

                                                            wit­hout words,

                        without understanding,




                                   we hold onto our lacerated heart's,

                                          giving in  the only way known

                     carnally,unabated & undoubted


    least in the carnal way.

                              I crave the unknown,

to be explored like never before,


                                        to be made whole

                                             and touched within my soul,

                                        where my body ignites

                         from the inside out.


                                                    I'd like to know

                                    what it'd feel like to be


                                                            ­ consumed

                                                     ­                   by  "Love's"

                           ­                                                         * lustful ******


                                                        ­         more than the

                                                  heat of passion,


                                 in such a way

                               which leaves me quaking,

                                               shaking, quivering

                                         and yearning for more.


                          Once we've spent our

     feverish attempts

             on last-night's seductions,

under a moonlit sky,


                                I'm left inexorable,

                                       as my body spasms,

                                                        ­         longing for more than

                                    what the flesh attempts to give.


                                            I'll argue against the pejorative

                               illusions of our love making,

                         which deludes my mind


                                             to believe this is what

                                               it means to have

                                  "Love's" acceptance


                          without the actuality's

                                 of loving me....


           We were intoxicated-

                               with wonderment

                                                  as we explored

                                         one another,


                                                 yet
                                                  "Love's"

                                   *touch nor "Love's"

              *inspirational caresses

                                 & soulful idealization's

                                             were present.


                      It never enter that room,

                                            sedately I felt a

                           magnificent release,


                                             * yet I'm still longing for

                      "Love's" fulfillment

                          *and for you to concur

                                         my deepest emotions,

                              as you'll ****** deeply

                                             within my velveteen walls.


                                  * I'll moan,

                            crying out for what's

                                             *about to come

                         and for that

                     moment we'll be one.


                         But only within

                that moment

      because you


             know as well

        as I do


              that "Love's"

                       making such


            a Fool of me!

                  * Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®
                *K.A.C.L.N ©

                 All right reserved ®

                   *Copyright 1977 - Present ©
IDK if this 1 will make sense or not but I wrote my feelings&thoughts;, so please be gentle-- my family&friends; and thanks for reading!
Ayeshah
Written by
Ayeshah  F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE"
(F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE")   
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