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This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.What would it be like,To feel you inside me?Not just parts of you,But truly,You.Would you laugh at my shyness?Laugh at my ugliness?Laugh at my shameAnd my off-the-scale form?Would it amuse you to seeThe fear in my eyes?Would you smirk at my squishinessAnd try to hide your disgustAt what you found under the layersThat I hide from your eyes with?If I were to show you theNaked me,Would you swallow your prideAnd try to be the gentleman,Willing your isveçbahis conscience to help meExperience what intimacy is likeBecause nobody else would?But that isn’tYou.How would it be,To feel your weightPress down on myNaked flesh,And love the feel of me,Exert your power over meBecause you want toBeWithMe?What dreams could be made manifest,To know that you desiredTo fit inside meAnd know you belonged there?Could you look into my eyesAnd show me the depths of your heart,The core of your beingShared and joined with my own?Could isveçbahis giriş you let meRun my hands over your flesh,And be glad that it was me?Would the touch of my fingersOn your naked, flushed skinBe a joy to you because they were mine?Would you see the heart of meAs you entered,Sorry for the pain,But glad for the joy of being the OneWho brought it to me,And delightedAt being the god who broke the barrierAnd brought me the ultimateShared intimacy?Would you laugh at myPathetic fantasies,And scorn my wicked cravings?Would isveçbahis yeni giriş you sneer at my idealsAnd smirk over the impossibilityThat I could be yourOne?Who are you?A frittering, floating dreamOf deathly hurts,A tantalising cloud of perfumed sighs,A Something that will always be my Nothing.The reality of YouWould break me.Take these tears, then,And make a necklace for your One,Because she is everything I could never be,All I ever dreamed I could one day become,But never can.And I will hold your laughterAs a reminder that for me,Dreams are all I have.But in those dreams,You are alive,And you needMeAs much asI needYou.Live,Because I need the dream of YouTo keep me inReality.This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.
Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
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