stripped bare

Shortlived

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When you emerge from hiding behind the blind spots in my mind and seek to conquer the fortress I have so painstakingly built, I surrender to your invasion with sweet insanity. As the last of the tremors escape from my tingling body, I weep tears of pleasure anointed with a liberal splash of pain, because your absence is even more excruciatingly tangible against the gaping depth of my longing for you.

I find no reprieve when you unclasp your shackles from me tonight even though I can feel you close. Pleasure is but empty and shortlived when it comes to the lonely.

Written by smudgi3

August 10, 2010, Tuesday at 04:18

Posted in Him, Perversion

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