ChromeCollar
Blissfully Ignorant
- Joined
- Mar 14, 2003
- Posts
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My mind is tortured agony... letting him go was brutal.
The time had come to face the truth... the relationship was futile.
As I lay in bed, panting in the tangled sheets,
I pretend the hands cruising my body are his and not mine...
Rapture is so close as his phantom lips cruise my skin,
Drifting on a wave of pleasure I try not to let the fact sink in...
That we will never be together in a moment of love,
A night of pleasure, a period of undeniable hunger...
Silent tears course down my cheeks as I give in to my passion and drift under.
(Hello everyone, I am new to this section of the Lit boards. Just wanted to voice my words on a subject raw and new to me. I dont have much style when it comes to prose. Hope you dont mind the clumsy post. ;] )
The time had come to face the truth... the relationship was futile.
As I lay in bed, panting in the tangled sheets,
I pretend the hands cruising my body are his and not mine...
Rapture is so close as his phantom lips cruise my skin,
Drifting on a wave of pleasure I try not to let the fact sink in...
That we will never be together in a moment of love,
A night of pleasure, a period of undeniable hunger...
Silent tears course down my cheeks as I give in to my passion and drift under.
(Hello everyone, I am new to this section of the Lit boards. Just wanted to voice my words on a subject raw and new to me. I dont have much style when it comes to prose. Hope you dont mind the clumsy post. ;] )