Your skin becomes sensitive
Your blood rushes
You feel your heart skip a 'thump'
Your lips turn slick from your tongue
Your breath puffs outYou see him
You take a sip
Your dry mouth is fixed by the vodka
Your thighs press together
The ache doublesHe's walking over
Your fingers skim your collar bone
Your eyelashes guard your longing glance
You focus in on his hands
and you see them on your thighs
You focus on his lips
and you see your teeth digging into them
You focus on his throat bob with a swallow
and you can hear his moan breathe in your earBut he stops
His eyes flick over you
in a tantalising swipe
"Take me" your mind whispers
Begging for him to hear it
But his eyes snap to the rightHe takes in the hand on my thigh
The deep rumble of laughter
The dominating stance
Saying silently "she's mine"You think you see the longing flicker in his eye
But it's the turned shoulder you really notice
It's the width of his back as he turns it to you
It's the twitching of his fingersHe walks away
You're here
Silently wishing
He'd grab you by the hip
Slam his mouth into yours
And show everyone at once
That you're his nowThat I'm away from him
"Free me"***
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Pillow thoughts
PoetryTo break and heal your heart. Sex. Love. Power. Trauma. Healing. Struggle. Recovery. Pillow thoughts that are too real to ignore. *** Lauren_A__