Gnawing,
Biting,
Clawing for more.
Pushing,
Yearning,
On the floor.
Blinding,
Lusting,
Licking her.
Smacking,
Pounding,
Finally sure.
Breathing,
Frantic,
Four leaf clover
Wanting,
Seconds,
The night’s not over.
If you can feel, then you can write
Gnawing,
Biting,
Clawing for more.
Pushing,
Yearning,
On the floor.
Blinding,
Lusting,
Licking her.
Smacking,
Pounding,
Finally sure.
Breathing,
Frantic,
Four leaf clover
Wanting,
Seconds,
The night’s not over.
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I strongly feel this poem! Well written.
Thank you very much.
You’re welcome Josephine! 🙂
I just love how short single words express so much power and create strong images to the reader!
Love it!
Thank you so much. This has been a fun journey, this writing. I’m happy you are reading my ramblings.
Okay – stay with me while I fetch the ice-pack…
Ha ha. All you’d have to do here is go outside.