darkness
cloaks my world
blue midnight aura
moon yellow full
nocturnal, animalistic flavor
howling desires
vast open space
no one around
if I called your name,
would you hold me?
Crimson-scarred heart
hollow internal vibration
primal drum like beats
voracious desires
loneliness floods a dark soul
tall, unconquered walls cave in
strength cracks from rushes of ocean waves
pent up sexual juices reach maximum
overtaking me to ask,
would you touch me?
moon and sun eclipse
mystic gloom soon satiated
by a candescent glow
that overpowers the soul
shallow beats soon wade in calm waters
of my clitorical core
acknowledging
in my pain,
through my flaws,
my understanding,
and honesty,
that you feel me
Tammy M Jones
Feel You?
Words are difficult
to burst thru the darkness
you harbor with such
howling desire
each time I think
of you, of your pain
my soul ignites in fire.
Just call my name
let me hold you
just whisper it out loud
I'll run to you.
Oh, I so hate the voice
I hear above the rumble.
Primal drums beating
begging for a tumble.
Pent up sexual juices
flood the senses of the soul
desire, powerful as yours
should never get so old.
Just whisper my name
I've longed so much
my body drools for you
craving a simple touch.
Let me bring on an eclipse
of both the sun and the moon
take a ride on the magic carpet
while singing the same tune.
No clitorial ache should rise
from so long a lack of action
allow my use of tongue and all
to present your best satisfaction.
Your only flaw is loving
one who fails your needs
in leaving you in agony;
senses crying out in pleads.
Just call me or a simple
whisper certainly will do.
I feel you. Touch, hold me
let me come running to you.
Del Cano 2004, August
