Hobby

[DeirdreScott]

Whispers in half-drunken dreams

Nothing ever is what it seems

Dreaming of your luscious lips

Dreaming of your lustful kiss…

I so desire to have you for my lover

I desire you more than any other…

Lost in the moment in a song

It feels so right, it can’t be wrong

I miss your embrace – your affection is sublime

I so dearly, sincerely wish you were mine….

Yet I know that this is not meant to be

I’ll be satisfied when you are in me

When I can feel your lustful embrace

When I feel you touch my pretty face

Slowly tracing an invisible line

Your hands draw upon my spine

I, shivering and quivering within

I say nothing, but kiss you again

I know that this is probably not wise

Yet all doubt drowns deep in your eyes

Now it is a most passionate thing

Now I don't even care about your ring

The light within dims into darkness

As the red stain of lust marks us

I like the way you dominate my body

I want to become your favorite hobby...

Fill me up and leave me hollow

I’ll be fine come tomorrow…

 

[Dastrix Slogan]

great piece, we take what we can to feel happier, it has this feeling of building up to a point but never reaching it, much like the relationship you describe.

 

[cherub]

always a nice feeling that there is hope tomorrow,,, well written