A Moment

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Needy full of lust wanting someone
Anyone hold me feel me
I lie awake here my mind drifting slowly
The velvet of a tongue runs over my naked self
teasing here and there, touching not only my flesh
but my soul. Sensations rush through me ones so pleasurable
Yet so close to pain. It fulfills me but for a moment only.
What happens when it's gone? This Moment?
Will I once again be alone in darkness in my own self-pity?
The sensations escalate higher and higher.
Pleasure or pain? It's hard to decipher.
Hands everywhere inside and out. Hard and soft,
Fast and, slow... am I fulfilled or empty? It’s all the same
Our voices grow louder or is it just mine? Ecstasy consumes me.
An explosion... Then silence, as I am once again alone
my phantom lover gone, feeling empty bitterly I smile
For a moment I had it, The thing they call love, even lust
Yes for a moment I had it, a climax, an end!

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beautiful_ironybeautiful_ironyover 14 years ago
Excellent

Beautiful prose, on a subject we've all experienced.

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
wow

i loved this poem. it holds so true not only to sex but to life.

imitateradeonimitateradeonover 17 years ago
Definitely better than the poems above you...

...in the top list.

This poem at least had rhythm and a variety of thought, feeling and sensation.