I imagine our hips joining together,
You on top of me,
One inside the other.
And I imagine what it must feel like to have someone penetrate your body,
Your mind,
Your soul.
And I imagine a bubble forming around us,
Our own little amniotic sack,
The two of us together,
The two of us as one.
And I count down the hours until I can speak to you again;
Ten
Nine
Eight - I sleep now
zzzZZZzzz
Two
One - You awake for school in 50 minutes time.
And I imagine what it must feel like to curl up together,
Side by side,
Our delicate love surrounding us.
Feeling numb to everything outside;
You become mine,
I become yours,
Singing, forever our own private lullaby;
"I love you my darling, my mistress, my life."
"I love you my sweetheart, my pest, my strife."
In a list
And you got rid of me? Your darling, your mistress, your life
Comments
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I have already said what I think of this poem
I really do like it, it is so passionate without being sordid, and the whole poem carries such a sweet nature
Obviously a bit bittersweet for you
but nonetheless another great write
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'I imagine our hips joining together
You on top of me
One inside the other'
...wow... a great start!
and splendid end!
Kisses all over honey!
Gal
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