Stranger With My Heart
By kissinggirl
We are like two passing strangers in the night
i only see you
for a lil while
i sit and watch the clock for those moments,
tick...
tock....
I wait impatiently as you
creep in,
grippjng my pillow as if it were you.
You
fill me with your sexy words and sinful kisses
the taste in
my mouth is oh so sweet
you use me for your own carnal desire....
trailing your calloused fingertips across my parted lips
the sensation you give me is like no other
i feel dirty....
ashamed....
But my lust for you continues to drip from
between my aching thighs
These marks on my wrists are constant
reminders of those passion filled nights
Untie me from this
bedpost and give me your heart.
No matter how many showers you
take you will never rid yourself of me
You can't wash away the
bite marks, or the heel prints i leave in your legs
The sweet
smell of my perfume will always linger in the air around you.
the disgust I see when I look at you...
smelling that stank
sweet smell of your cigarette in the dark
i watch as you slowly
dress
telling me next time will be longer, i promise
yeah....yeah...
i hate you in these moments
my
stomach twists and aches as you walk out that door
and go back
home.....
to your wife.
Author's Note:
its a bit all over the place, but thats how it feelsComments on "Stranger With My Heart"
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On Tuesday, December 21, 2010, DarkWolf
(415) wrote:
I loved the eroticism of this.. until the last 9 lines. Dark and lustful, so well worded. The ending.. the last part.. is too damnable for me, perhaps too horrible. I hope to see more from you. Your writing is wonderful. -Michael
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A former member wrote:
wow! very good