Misery Ii Poem by Jessy Liz

Writhing in the night
Awakened by the sweat and heat
My fingers slip beneath the sheets
I bite my bottom lip to fight
The deep, heavy sighs
Slipping from my shaking lips
I'm soaking in this misery
I close my eyes, my back is arched
Teased with agony when we're apart
My own nails dig into my thighs
And I wish they were your hands
My anxious tongue upon my lips
My bare neck, and my needing hips
A fever so close to breaking it's hard to stand
Soaking in this aching, seductive misery