Grinding Against Air

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In a couple movements I am nearly naked
black bra and low-riding thong
wearing all my jewelry
I reach for the remote and soon I'm pulsating
grinding against air
hands sliding up and down my thighs
abdomen flexing and twisting
mouth open, muscles tensed
in the solitude of my room
R&B throbbing from my speakers
my body undulates with the music
I feel sexy and primal--desirable
dancing with the breeze from my open window
is someone watching?
let them watch me
watch my hands that move like lover's hands
and my pretty breasts and tumbling hair
grinding against air,
watch, world, and desire me.

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BOSTONFICTIONWRITERBOSTONFICTIONWRITERabout 17 years ago
It's magical reading your poetry

I like the voice that your lends to your poetry. You come through loud and clear. I can see you and that makes your poetry magical. Good job.

AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
Mmmmmm... I kind of loved this poem..

descibing the wonderful sensations of self-masturbation. Nicely done.

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