Hormonal Pressure

I've come to the point where kisses no longer satasify me.
Gentle hugs,
And the occasional peck,
Leave me feeling empty and wanting more.
The pure desire-
No! The NEED,
Sometimes so overwelming when I feel,
Your breath on my neck,
Your hand on my back,
The goosbumps that arise,
Make me want to dissolve
And become the tears that escape your eyes and race down your cheek.





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Powd3er said...
Feb. 3, 2010 at 11:20 am
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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