Frustration

Forever floating on a mist,
obsessings on things i should resist.
My body so seperate from my mind,
my thoughts lost in a place that others can't find.

A sexual charge, wound so tight and so high,
ready to explode and take off into sky.
A pent up rage, an aggression that strong,
take me out of myself, help me break into song.

To be stuck in my head, I want it no more,
I want someone to push me down to the floor.

I'll surrender my soul,
my love will be his.

Life will be wonderful,
my orgasm bliss.

Author's Note

I havent tried to stick to any proper poetry structure with this. I wrote it one very hungover afternoon, after a previously 'frustrating' evening. It is just something that i had to say at that moment in time. Thanks for taking the time to read, oh! And I really appriciate feedback :)

Reviews

[Sectando]

I like this poem...lots of feelings going on while grace dances with erotica.

[Tor]

Thank you Sectando for the review and for your appriciation :). And yes, I had all sorts of feelings running through me when i wrote this. I often feel language is limited when its comes to expressing our deepest emotions though, so much to say and not enough words!