A touch,
it only takes one,
my mind comes undone.
I want only what I see,
set me free,
you hear my plea.
Your hands wander,
no time to ponder.
Essential satisfaction,
enact a chain reaction
in this disgracing interaction.
I'm buried beneath.
Thoughts break.
Body ache.
I shake.
Cessation.
Sensation.
Fixation.
No one gets to see this side of you,
the only one that's tried and true.
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 2:08 PM UTC
A touch,
it only takes one,
my mind comes undone.
I want only what I see,
set me free,
you hear my plea.
Your hands wander,
no time to ponder.
Essential satisfaction,
enact a chain reaction
in this disgracing interaction.
I'm buried beneath.
Thoughts break.
Body ache.
I shake.
Cessation.
Sensation.
Fixation.
No one gets to see this side of you,
the only one that's tried and true.
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