Now

Fantasy climax vivid Lost treasures of sex
No joy in feeling left
Sighs of deep despair
Needs unmet, my regret
Anger burns urge to hurt
Wake up foolish man
Your absence is my pain
Sensuous desires trapped
Now a search in vain
Whose desires to fulfill?
Mayhap it be yours
A passing glance
A masculine scent
Body prepares for sex
Strong demanding
Response pending
Urge to bite, scratch
Growling screaming
Now come now

©Saroya Poirier

Friday, September 12, 2008