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Dangling Between Utopia and Reality

 

 

 

 

 

 

DANGLING BETWEEN UTOPIA AND REALITY

I lay in the dark, eyes closed..Silent, remembering, reliving the moment..

Dangling between my utopia and my reality

The door opens,
I’m dizzy, I feel weak, gotta sit down,
I’m alive, he’s alive, I’m aglow…He’s my fire

TOUCH ME!! I scream behind the small talk and laughter,
I’m’ scared of my wanton desire for my fire,
burn me baby, engulf me in your flames

Ooooooo – the heat!
I can’t get naked enough…
I want to be nude..My clothes…My jewelry…My skin — take it off

Would you like to see my soul?

A scream in my throat, vibrating down his firm manhood,
My name spilling from the place where only I take him.

He savors the moment – – The chatter of ecstasy escapes his mouth,

The one enveloping my..

Breast, stomach, thighs…..does he need a napkin?

Burnt orange toenail polish dancing around his head like the sunset,
On the brink of letting go, but it’s so hard to do,

Aaah, Aaah..it was the best

When my thinking returns: I’ll say it
When the paralysis is over: I’ll dance it

I lay in the dark, eyes closed..Silent, remembering, reliving the moment

Dangling between my utopia and reality

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About Pamela

Lover of MJ, Mother of College Girl, Atlanta living participant of the bigger picture. Always ready for my closeup.

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