Burning with desire
Created by you.
Wanting you in every way
And wanting you right now.
Forced to sit through class.
My mind thinking only of you,
Causing the hunger inside of me
To flame up again and again.
Counting the hours, minutes and seconds
Until I can see you again.
Until I can get my hands on you
And rip that offensive clothing off of your body.
Waiting until I can push you down
Onto the bed in your room
And have my wicked,
Wicked way with you.
The hunger continues to grow
Consuming me with its need.
There is but one way to quench this insatiable hunger
And that is with your touch, your kisses, and your tongue.
Waiting, wanting, burning.
Being driven out of my mind.
Driven insane with hunger.
That same hunger created by you.
Imaging all the things
I wish to do with you
And yearning to do them now.
But I must wait until later.
And in the meantime the hunger will continue to grow inside of me.
Poet: Marylou Bridges
read: 118 times Rating:Date: 10 January, 2008
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