Low Flying Butterfly
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Here, your laying on this bed I'm starring rejecting this enclosed attachment I shouldn't be here! you should NEVER want to be here! I belong to someone locked into a hold yet, your rapped around me my impatient wait, I've been longing to taste This feeling I've been refused I'm fighting myself As, I know I should NOT be using you BUT, your body has me maybe? Imaging her presence substituting your curves, knowing it should be her's holding my head As if I can physically grab my future regrets your legs spread lost in the moment I bow apologetic for her unknown pain, she probably would feel feeling her tears leak with every stroke I place with every second of pleasure I gift you with she would definitely drop me! This she wouldn't be able to stand! I'm hurting, knowing her arm's, her finger's I wish were placed on me " I'm sorry, forgive me, don't hurt me!!" portraying protesting I'm the victim making myself truly believe, this is just and ONLY what I need I pause to cause a sensual blow shakes you get trembles as you rest wiping my face your believing I'm shedding over you truly, it's her eyes I see " NO! I wouldn't hurt you!" In response to my true lover's question "I need you!" Indeed I do! BUT, my request are rarely granted deprived of her love I'm here and In your mind You asked me why? why I pleasured you aggressively, to this extended extent? I'm angered I'm hurt your a rebound for my pain and to her on and off rejection "Forgive me, stop coming back to me, I'm no good for you!" I've used you, connected out of a need for you, rejoicing that I've left you feeling token with no control I've locked your legs, In reflection of how I'm wishing to rap your soul I should let you go BUT, I'll loose her left unable to deal with her disconnect our struggle to hold on, untimed and unlimited " Forgive me, I'm sorry!" You scream as your orgasm is coming, " I can't, stop!!" I release leaving you confused " All I do isn't enough for you" saying, mentally to my true lover shaking my head Hurting claiming I'm broken knowing, to any I can't be honest reaping my repercussions of love that won't be forgotten For I know my true lover's heart, causes these reactions Written by: Maiakla Stephens
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