Sexless sheets
edginess on the periphery
pussy poppin’ when I see her
behind my eyes
in my dimly lit backdrop
haremless house.

my arms
arms touching arms
legs sliding over legs
like a fiddle feeding hungary
addictions to rhythm

fingers falling over sides
sighing time
touching
telling
and touching again

myself
It’s the heat
the summer
sexless summer
and I can’t stop

mind on memoirs of situations
sugary submission
and I’m rocking over thoughts of you
pressing my thighs
eyes clenching
fingers taunting
folding into a fury of need

and you behind my eyes
speak skin on skin
breasts on backs
over and under
you let me in

and I say please
and I say slide inside
and I say you made me this way
and I say its yours

and please
and climb over this want
get to me
under me
inside me
and roll out your talent
when you walk inside my world with your words
your ivory lessons
falling over this ache

dipping your mouth
in my yearning
quivering limbs
spread for space
to see to soak inside your embrace

let you roam in my room
roam behind my eyes
all over me
and I hear you
your tongue

what do you got to give
when giving out
putting out

and I’m taking

You say, “take this, you can take this.�

and you can’t stop

roll in to rub out
my empty box
rent this moment
because
we go month to month

Tell me
How badly you want it
Make your message by my
Moans
making me cum
Ache
Scream
Make my body fall to silence
And feel you all month long
In your absence

In my head
Get it
You got it
Keep it
Its yours
take it when you leave

Eyes closed to see you
it’s you
In me
almost real
almost there
mixing my reality with your sweat,
your sex,
your saliva,
this symbiosis
this sexless bed

And I almost forget
those seconds
without spelling
Frustration or resentment
lust or revenge

just your body treating this need

Ass half off the mattress
Head back
wind fanning my freedom
to release
while I hijack
your body
through thoughts

Legs wrapped around your neck
Like a noose
Like I missed you

Like b*tch show me you care
Like love me
Like F**K me
Like hold me
then F**K me again

Don’t hurt me
Don’t go

Stay

C.L. Abraham

Hey C.L.
Caught your poem, it's no wonder you've gotten no replies... it's too deep for them.
Keep them coming!!!


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