my life is being lived backwards.
i began young with grown up ways.
now i just want to have fun!
i'm feeling greedy and hungry!
love me, need me, feed me!
i'll wrap myself around you and take you into me.
just let me have all of you
and i'll give you my everything!
i want you to focus on me.
put me in the center of your world.
revolve around me baby!
revolve around me!
i'm bubbly and so alive!
your life just jumped off its boring track.
hop onto me and never look back!
i ride every wave of ecstasy you bring.
you carry me away with every breath.
love me, want me, eat me!
you'll fill me up with your seed and i'll be what you need.
this isn't your typical affair.
fate brought us together on the luckiest of days.
now we take this path because we dare!
together we can rule this world!
revolve with me baby!
revolve around each other forever!
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Showing posts with label hunger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hunger. Show all posts
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Monday, November 21, 2011
Two
my lips shine and taste divine.
my eyes are luminous and grey.
my hands are soft and smell of cherry blossoms.
what more do you want from me?
my heart beats faster.
my body shivers.
my whole being quivers from your touch.
what more do you need me to do?
passion has been chemically enhanced.
all the props have been placed.
the sensual vibe fills the room.
the two of us and one big bed.
one plus one equals us two entwined as one.
your 5 o'clock shadow against my neck.
your lips lightly brushing mine.
your hands gliding up over my hips.
i can't get enough of you.
the hunger in your hazel eyes.
your tongue dancing with mine.
your body pressing into me.
i can't get enough of you.
passions satisfied with one big bang.
the heat begins to fade.
the candles have burned down.
silence and heavy breathing remain.
the phones are ringing.
reality is invading our world of two.
good bye.
good luck.
maybe we'll see each other next month, maybe not.
my eyes are luminous and grey.
my hands are soft and smell of cherry blossoms.
what more do you want from me?
my heart beats faster.
my body shivers.
my whole being quivers from your touch.
what more do you need me to do?
passion has been chemically enhanced.
all the props have been placed.
the sensual vibe fills the room.
the two of us and one big bed.
one plus one equals us two entwined as one.
your 5 o'clock shadow against my neck.
your lips lightly brushing mine.
your hands gliding up over my hips.
i can't get enough of you.
the hunger in your hazel eyes.
your tongue dancing with mine.
your body pressing into me.
i can't get enough of you.
passions satisfied with one big bang.
the heat begins to fade.
the candles have burned down.
silence and heavy breathing remain.
the phones are ringing.
reality is invading our world of two.
good bye.
good luck.
maybe we'll see each other next month, maybe not.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Gluttony
i am sick from my own gluttony.
unable to control my urges,
i stuff my face complusively.
hating myself with every bite i chew.
the revolution comes undone,
by my own mouth, i am hung.
sickened physically from my heavy fat.
imprisoned by my lack of control.
this won't be the last time i quit.
not even one month into it.
i wish i could say i'm surprised,
but that would just be another lie.
do i pull the plug completely?
or do i suck it up and try again?
i think i can one minute,
then i see a cheeseburger ad
and think i can't.
i'm a slave to my desires,
but i'm never satisfied.
gluttony sweeps me up in it's sweet tastes.
i'm always alone but never free.
i've fallen victim to artificial needs.
if only i could quit food,
but i love to eat.
and i'm starting to think i love it more then breathing.
what's a fat girl to do,
when even writing about food makes her hunger?
unable to control my urges,
i stuff my face complusively.
hating myself with every bite i chew.
the revolution comes undone,
by my own mouth, i am hung.
sickened physically from my heavy fat.
imprisoned by my lack of control.
this won't be the last time i quit.
not even one month into it.
i wish i could say i'm surprised,
but that would just be another lie.
do i pull the plug completely?
or do i suck it up and try again?
i think i can one minute,
then i see a cheeseburger ad
and think i can't.
i'm a slave to my desires,
but i'm never satisfied.
gluttony sweeps me up in it's sweet tastes.
i'm always alone but never free.
i've fallen victim to artificial needs.
if only i could quit food,
but i love to eat.
and i'm starting to think i love it more then breathing.
what's a fat girl to do,
when even writing about food makes her hunger?
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