Bottle(d) Up

They are not fighting for you and you are always left without and alone staring at the ceiling in the darkness of your dwelling with a heart pounding in your head desiring someone you cannot have wishing you could at least have gotten to know them and know of their existence before the rejection settled in to give you a fighting chance.

A Hidden Desire

My heart quickens its step, my breathing hastens in my chest. Clutching me around my throat and neck. One minute, I’m sleeping peacefully, the next, I’m arching my back in ecstasy. I moan, in my sleep, dreaming and feeling hungry, For you.   Your lips and tongue, gently caressing mine. Your hands holding me tight [...]