Addiction

I miss the intimacy.
But I do not miss the secrecy,
You use to keep your thoughts from me.

I miss your touch.
But not the distance I encounter so much,
When I catch you deep and aloof in thought!

I find I'm standing on a threshold...
Invited to come in.
Feeling I am welcomed,
As long as I pretend...
You are inside a space to share,
Even though I am without you completely there!
Until your reach beseeches me.
And I obey and come unquestioned.
To be taught lessons only you can teach!
My weakness is captured,
And you sense my defeat!

I miss the intimacy.
And I wish it wasn't an addiction!
But with you it is!
We each need this 'fix'.
Knowing it will be supplied...
Stripped and naked and embraced with sighs.
Thrusting with a love only two like us can share,
Bared...
Without complications to interfere or deny!
Yet kept climaxing,
In fulfilled unanswered wonder.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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