Lost in Lust

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Standing in front of my
mirror tracing where your
hands caressed me last
night with my eyes down
my body.

Remembering how your
lips felt against mine
brushing our body's
together.

Remembering how good
you felt under my fingers
closing my eyes moaning
softly from my own touch.

Remembering your lips
moving down my body
feeling your tongue playing
down my body needing
more wishing for more
begging for more.

But we both know the
truth Seems like I'm lost
in lovers lust or are you
lost in another paradise
seems like you don't want
me like you need her.

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todski28todski28over 10 years ago
You have started to catch my eye

When I scan new poems now, the build up and twist in this is perfectly timed and well executed :)

not to mention the weaving of longing, femininity and reality all through the piece,

The repetition of remembering and the sexual build through the stanzas was for me just right,

jessy24jessy24over 10 years agoAuthor
Thank you

Thank you!I really am trying something different with my writing and please vote I love the comments

Xoxo

J

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 10 years ago
Jesse , the Last stanza is a

Twister / Kicker / Killer !! thnx for sharin' ......

LesseloovesPeterLesseloovesPeterover 10 years ago

Lust clouds the mind and men rarely use theirs when it comes to lust anyway.

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