Wanting More 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. Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLinkedInTumblrWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related 7 thoughts on “Wanting More” Add yours I strongly feel this poem! Well written. Reply Thank you very much. Reply You’re welcome Josephine! 🙂 I just love how short single words express so much power and create strong images to the reader! Love it! Reply Thank you so much. This has been a fun journey, this writing. I’m happy you are reading my ramblings. Reply Okay – stay with me while I fetch the ice-pack… Reply Ha ha. All you’d have to do here is go outside. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.