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Click hereI haven’t found it in sex
but I keep looking
under the sheets
there must be satisfaction
contentment
goodwill
where are you?
I’ve looked in orgasms
and when I didn’t find you
I looked in screams
and let myself be
taken hard and thrown down
on sticky rest stop floors
I was sure I would wake up knowing
too much was enough
but when it all came down
what I discovered was
I knew far too little
and the need had but grown
into something far too large
for any well-endowed man
to fulfill this searching soul
now that would be something
but what I’m left with
is something not quite
so where are you?
Damn gurl he's hiding under those sheets not knowing what to make of all this insanity ... ;- )
It feels like she's saying she's had it all and now feels hollow; what will it take? Wonderful pair of poems, contrasting two types of woman.