to touch, sigh to move you from within
It is my mission to stir your dark
trembling I quake
At the thought of your cold
You are a man of great desires
Talking to my need is your heat
reaching me down deep
penetrating my reverie
until I can do nothing more than dream
my craving is too powerful
You seduce my sex
And I weep the moment too great
It is with precision you caress my lust
exacting deep emotion from within
escalating my passions
My flesh aches, sending pulses to you
pheremones on the air send signals
touch me in the dark
and meet the vixen in me
With proper diction, I speak to you
Saying my prayers to your greed
hear my confessions
On my knees, I plead
Save me from the burn
of unrequited lust
Seductively penned, Brenda. Fantastic writing my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you graciously I deeply appreciate you 💕
Unrequited lust is just as heartbreaking as unrequited love. You capture the ache and burn so well, beautiful Brenda 💕
hello beautiful Mary yes it is this is poetic lust which is intoxicating I deeply appreciate you 💕
It sure is….
The feeling is mutual 💕
You are without a doubt, the Queen of Darkness & Lust. Your pen, weaves magic and this piece is no exception. I love everything you’ve written here, you know I do.
Love you, Brenda
Your sister Jackie❤️
hello lovely Jackie thank you my sister for such a beautiful comment forgive my delayed response I went through a couple down days I cherish you 💕