Kundalini.
6/29/04
Caressing, teasing
her kundalini.
I live for that
look on her face.
Pain and pleasure
are related and in
the sex and sweat
the distinction just
disappears.
Bite my shoulders again.
Dig your nails into the skin
of my back and then
breath deeply.
Rest peacefully;
I just can't sleep.
And I know I should be
dead tired.
Just another taste.
I want more, and without you
I'm just so dead and bored.
Hold me down,
pinch my skin.
Let me feel your body.
Let me drown in
your sensual reality.
I've postponed,
I've drug this out,
and I've endured.
Life's long and hard and
what's the fucking hurry?
But now I'm here.
I've postponed,
I've strung myself along
to the last possible moment,
devoured,
and here I'm
still thirsty.
And I know I
shouldn't be
this thirsty.
6/29/04
Caressing, teasing
her kundalini.
I live for that
look on her face.
Pain and pleasure
are related and in
the sex and sweat
the distinction just
disappears.
Bite my shoulders again.
Dig your nails into the skin
of my back and then
breath deeply.
Rest peacefully;
I just can't sleep.
And I know I should be
dead tired.
Just another taste.
I want more, and without you
I'm just so dead and bored.
Hold me down,
pinch my skin.
Let me feel your body.
Let me drown in
your sensual reality.
I've postponed,
I've drug this out,
and I've endured.
Life's long and hard and
what's the fucking hurry?
But now I'm here.
I've postponed,
I've strung myself along
to the last possible moment,
devoured,
and here I'm
still thirsty.
And I know I
shouldn't be
this thirsty.
