Awake

Sun, 06/30/2013 - 15:53 -- Ketta

Awake I lie in bed,
nothing but the bitter darkness
a cold, unloving touch
nothing like what I dream of.
Awake I lie in bed,
the only embrace, that distant darkness,
nothing like I imagine,
when I imagine you.
You hold me in a tight embrace,
sure to never let me go.
The world around us, nothing.
The world beyond this moment,
nothing but a distant memory.
Awake I lie in bed,
that sweet agony,
as I think about the things you say,
the things you mean to me.
That electric shock I feel,
when I think of you.
Awake I lie in bed,
what's keeping me from sleep?
Is it the thought of you,
of that fire running through my veins
as your fingers brush my skin.
Is it the tremors of my lips,
as you kiss me gently.
Is it the the shivering of my spine,
as your hands caress my every curve.
Slowly I succumb to you,
the world is nothing but our desire.
Awake I lie in bed,
the tension building ever more,
as I give myself to you,
so completely.
Awake I lie in bed,
awaiting that sweet release,
that inevitably comes,
as I think of you.

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