To need to feel

The boundary between pleasure and pain

Has been exceeded once again

As deprivation engulfs me once more

I only touch myself to feel more

Than the wind and heat clawing at my skin

I shouldn't leave the window open

But just thinking of you gets me hot

And the chill helps the anger and lust subside

Until the next night when I attempt to relax

And they re-arrive, commencing their daily task

Asking me if I'd want to f**k you

Or kill you...half the time either seems right

The rest of the time I just wish i could sleep

All the way through

An endless night

Reviews

[KUFU]

This got a little choppy, but I loved the sentiments. The raw nature of the work almost shocks...not for me it was just a devilish grin on my face when I read,

"...And they re-arrive, commencing their daily task
Asking me if I'd want to f**k you
Or kill you..."

...nice. This poem could be much more raw in its effect with a little editing. Break up some of them couplets so we can feel the heat of you and the words. We need time to relax between,

"...the window open
But just thinking of you gets me hot
And the chill..."

...to contemplate the thrust of your poetics. The mood seems to warrant a more measured tempo. Something slow, with smooth grooves that allows us to sensually cop that feel. Spacing would slow the pace down so we the readers can really get into this fiery piece!

[Celestine Astraea Fires..]

I love the imagery in this because in all actuality sex is a bit of pleasure and a bit of pain.

One suggestion....I'm just not feeling that word "re-arrive". I'm not even sure it's a word, but I just wanted to leave some suggestions for a replacement such as: return, yield, concede, give in, succumb, or render.