Lost Release
By Anaelle
Slow and thick
It spreads across your skin
Like an old, familiar lover
Filling your senses
Your mind and every desire
Holding a neck tight
You let yourself sink deeper
Moaning with the release
And delighting in the controlled loss
Struggles would cease
As each surcome to the other
Surrounded by the smell and feel
The absolute pure unabandoned pleasure
Of released souls
An eternity flits into a moment
And all at once, you're held in a grip
Tensing with the pain
And the mangled pleasure
Twisting and tightening
Until in that same exact second
It explodes and melts away completely
Leaving the lonesome empty
And the whole feeling drained
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Published on Wednesday, August 1, 2001.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, March 25, 2007, Enigma
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Thats some good stuff there..great work.
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On Thursday, April 14, 2005, Kinkypoptart
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Amazing description. I love it. Awesome Write ~*~Tart~*~