Lustful DaydreamsA Poem by Michael Leon WilsonThis is A Rhyme about your secret desiresI've got a confession to make. Late at night I lay down on my bed, Restless thoughts race through my head Those words that you said seemed innocent but might be hinting instead. That look on your face makes me wonder how sweet you taste. I breathe in the exhale as I dream of how you feel. In my head its surreal, but it feels just so real. Its just a dream... This can't really mean that I want this to be.... This can't be happening to me But it seems now I forget how, Easy it is To want something you can't have, Its simply... Rudimentary Simplistically yet inexplicably easy for me to want you I want to, Just show you, A part of me you/ve never seen except in your wildest dreams Open up to me let me in Let's see if I fit I want you to feel it Every night when you're dreaming You will wake still screaming My name, You're Feinding Instead of sleeping My face will be lingering Behind your eyelids Taunting, Inviting, while you are exciting you picture me in you till' defibrillation, ponder the monster I created With this spark of imagination, eyes locked in utter fascination As you succumb to your infatuation Gasp as I grip you, feeling the saturation Give up, give in send me the invitation Forget patience, I see your perspiration I hear your heart racing as my teeth begin tracing From your jaw to the lacing of your bra pausing, on your neck while you're gasping my teeth clasping skin breaking inside your mind you're pleading begging "take me" you're shaking, my fingers wandering subconsciously fondling Your breathing erratically as I whisper in your ear erotically Touching, Massaging methodically Your eyes peering into mine while my fingers tingle down your spine Helpless, YOURE MINE You start trembling, yearning Blood burning, confirming your fears Your stomach flips heart beat dips You gasp, as my teeth grasp your hips Your knees are weak, you cant think Slowly, you look down at me My eyes meet your eyes as my hands brush down your thighs You're paralyzed, You're thighs clench and you sigh You're dripping Sensations tingling, at last you are surrendering You are mine for the taking My fingers racing Down your spine, scraping breaking skin leaving you quaking Back arching You press against me Your hips collide into my loose clothing I grab your hips and press them into me You bite your lip, you feel me throbbing, longing for you I smile wryly and whisper I want you I look up at you as I lower to my knees and with my teeth tug at the strings which hold scanty cloth around your waist with a tug they fall from their place I shimmy them down, to reveal what's beneath lips roaming I start to tease I cherish every inch as if it were my only wish You are loving this, Forgetting all emotion you fall into a lust ocean Leading to ecstasy your legs shaking and open Shortly following is an orgasmic explosion Pre-mature detonation I lick my lips savoring this chemical infatuation My callused hands causing abrasions Leading you to fascination pleading for penetration Sensory overload, You're inpatient. Writhing and squirming in frustration Anxious. Im calm, steady, strong, ready to press on I look at you, chuckle, your eyes widen as I remove my belt buckle you lower down, lay on the ground and open up to me with a whimpering sound. My jeans fall, you stare in awe as I come down to you my skin brushes against you, slowly, so slowly I press inside of you Its as if I belong, as if nothing could be wrong I sink deep into you, your nails cling to me you're gasping blissfully You're vision starts flickering as I move faster, Rhythmically LIGHTS flash on, and I'm gone, you start to wake up. Heartbroken, eyes streaming makeup You scream out my name trying to make sense of what's happening in your brain Arousing, in an empty bed you go to sit up and hit your head, Legs trembling, you're still dripping lips quivering. It was just a dream No time to figure out what it means, you begin to get ready for the day But much to your dismay, and confusion you look down and you are covered in bruises. Feeling you feel are just too real, a fusion Of lust, guilt and yearning You're telling yourself, its just an illusion Refusing to come to grips, Then suddenly you see bite marks on your hips. Your heart skips, you smile thoughtfully Knowing that this makes no sense logically. © 2016 Michael Leon WilsonAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 5, 2016 Last Updated on September 5, 2016 AuthorMichael Leon Wilsonjacksonville, FLAboutI'm sick with frantic rhymes that can be dark, morbid , scary sensual or just plain strange. What makes me different is I write about anything, with no filter. more..Writing
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