Tuesday, November 14, 2006

What I Want

Is the rush of caffeine
in my bones
The sweet dark smoky flavor
down my throat.
The clear headed alertness that comes
when I give in
to the cup.
What I want,
is his cock
inside me.
The deep thrusting
of flesh into flesh.
The smell of sex
on my skin.
The wet
marks of passion on my bed.
The screams of orgasm.
The muted whispers that follow.
What I want
is to know
that I am more than my sadness,
more than my poems,
more than my pathetic childhood.
What I want
is to taste all of me,
to know all of me,
to revel in my me,
to let myself
free
to explore.
Everything.

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