written December 20, 2020 ~
"where there's a Will, there's a way"
I spin a fantasy of you
sliding between my ample thighs
with some sighs
maybe some gasps and moans
before the cries
of pleasure
but for you I'd tell
the truth
how I long for a certain
kind of growl
in my ear
the first time
all over again
the fear
at the possibility
of feeling something
how much I'd hold back
because there's too much
to let go
how I could drown in
my own longing
I could break you with my despair
feed your own need back to you
and spin us both off
into oblivion
weave my spells with
magic words
shake them out of my hair
slide them through you
with a glance
draw them out with your blood
by the skin of my teeth
and fingernails
but my bed is cold
and there's no one to hold me
in the night but
the Gods I conjure
who disappear with the light
I could devour you
right now
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