A Thought.

I feel so alive
Renewed and whole
Thankful for small miracles
As I ponder my situation

Suddenly I can feel a hand
A gentle caress, a whispered word
I can feel my dormant heart quicken
Gentle breaths upon attentive nipples
A wayward, yet determined tongue
Snaking through leaving trails

Strong hands making my body tingle
Shivering at such hands that caress
Yet can tease and torment in waves of pleasure

I see you look deeply into my eyes
I wonder if you can see the yearning
The need and love that I crave
With every breath of my being

Wishing that you would caress
Hold me and protect me
Allow me to learn and be guided
To trust and love

Realising it is just a dream
As I awake from my slumber
Curling my fingers in the linen
Sighing in bitter disappointment
Admonishing myself for my
Wayward mind.


November 3rd, 2006

I think we all have those wayward thoughts from time to time. Very nice poem thank you for sharing it with us.

I know the feeling.

very interesting and a nice twist at the end. well done.

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Originally Posted by Timberwolf

I know the feeling.

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me too. *sigh*