The grind of incessant chores made less daunting with the pain in my reins, tamed by my intellect eating a moment.
A musing, I go to hopelessly inappropriate thoughts…
I want to
eat you
like cotton candy,
feel your sweetness
melt upon my tongue
so I can
swallow you
into my soul,
keeping you to hold,
sharing words
that fill me whole!
Cramped between
nausea and hunger
my heart a stone
that can’t beat
when You
as sustenance
don’t come
to feed me,
when alone
You leave me.
The ache…
🩺
ECHOS!!!
Relieve me.
Sticky I am,
on the hot side
of damned,
awaiting
a whisper
in my ear.
With You near,
I suck
the nectar
of real.
Did your big V make out like my big V:
vibration coming from watching sex on TV,
alone while with somebody,
no kiss or any happy to the V.Â
Yet another holiday kidless and estranged.
While young, I always wondered what 20 years of marriage would be like, knowing that would never be me…
Now, I guess I know.
My big V forever will be neglected and longing for someone, something STIMULATING to take a moment and dote love upon me.
Unless…maybe You come satisfy my big V where X marks Your entry, hard-cocked and loaded to pump in and up the V between my legs, titlating my nips while wet kissing our hips rapid pecks perking us into a dick splashing bliss…
I sure hope You got something sweet for Your big V! I’d hate for You to not get a “Happy Valentine’s day” or a peck of a kiss.
It’d be a shame, for Yours is the kiss I miss.
Like a cushy marshmallow beginning to drip goo over a light warming flame, inside I melt for You.
Warmth swells
then seeps
across my chest
like GOO melting
the cold heart
beneath with the
effect of Your DING
unsheathed–
A sound Oh so
pleasurable!
I cup my breast
and squeeze
You held hard
between…
Here, my Love
will always be.
Like the sun on ice during a Midwest winter, I know you’re there, yet I can’t feel you.
Beaming bright your light refracts off the world with a slice-like sting upon my eyes,
Slammed lids keep you caught within me where you warm my frightened frigity as you do things to boil my blood from toe to head in waves of warmth coming again and again until You make me become overwhelmed…
I melt myself back to life, a grin on my lips, knowing I’ve got you trapped within.
Your lips          my skin
Oh, Love!           I want
to feel               your tingles
tickle me once again.
I need you in me!
Pop up                my head…
You slip.              You slide.
I open myself wide
I let you             come in
play around     but then
in the end        down you came
Tongue lashes    help me
atone for            my sins:
An angel               in my
DEVILISH MIND.
What’s my hook? I ponder as I cook, Do I have a hook today? And this is what the right side of my brain had to say:
I have a hook
in your mouth
I could put
to sink my line…
have you swallow
being caught
ALL FOR ME
and I’d EAT you
SUCKED IN WHOLE
I lick my lips in remembrance of the man I used to know, the one I never caught, the one who owns my heart.
Hopelessly Inappropriate Thoughts 