- Erotic Poetry
- The Calling
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The Calling
I feel it cumming on.....
and immediately begins the fight
to withhold what is inner
where does passion ignite?
My loins or other below the waist
Is it my mind, the tingle on my skin
the flesh, heat, and friction
perhaps just the notion of him
I feel it cumming on .....
the " hunger " he referred today
something deep, primal and uncontrolled
He knows with a look, I give myself away
Is it that he is aware of this effect?
Or a little too much of me
Can he tell as I sit and stare
my senses flood with possibility
I feel it cumming on .....
desire for the exchange I need
Now a full blown eternal addict
Mr. Dealer, save your anti drug plea
Hasn't it been since the first of OUR dawn?
This tie not only binds, but defies everything
the calling to which we are drawn
It's only been hours and .....
I feel it cumming on.
