He Sees Me This Way~

He sees me as some sort of sex symbol
That he wants to control
His daydreams jump my bones
And love me all the way to my marrow
A kind of skin on skin ravaging
Sweat drenched sheets overcome by
A deluge of lusty actioned storms
A virtual expose' of temporarily insane positions
Filled to the brim with the ups and downs
Of a more or less frictioned rhythmn
Heated to absolute bliss
With no turning back
And satisfaction coming as a pulsating volcano erupting
Like lava spewed everywhere and anywhere
Yes, he sees me this way!

poem by Theodora Onken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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