Daily writing practice
I am that fiery desire that haunts your dreams. That taste upon your lips that cannot seem To linger away throughout the day. I am the shadow that plagues you too real to turn away Impatiently seeking Deliriously thinking Craving Deceiving This unspeakable being That lies between your thighs At attention then rises The thought of my dark being At attention then rises The flesh that rises At the thought of my moist mouth that whispers truths that are paramount Impatiently wanting... Impatiently needing... But never fulfilled Until you realize I am not object, but real.













