Need - Poem by C.M. Cle
I die, I die within your arms with each mind blowing kiss and heady embrace. My heart stops... losing its rhythm and I'm struggling to hold on. Your warm breath blows across my skin and I gasp suddenly my chest is no longer aching and sweet air fills my lungs. Your touch starts my heart beating fast and my body is humming with desire. I'm liquid within your arms as your solid body presses against mine, your hands tangling within my hair. My hands clutching you hoping, wishing that you never let go.
Without you how could I achieve this exquisite torture, love, and the act itself is powerful, Intoxicating, addictive. I want you as I've wanted No one else. Crave you, as if I will never be able to quit you like a drug but I don't ever want to, I'll never go to rehab.
How I want and need you beyond reasoning and control. Which has been completely lost since I've met and found you. Control, I hate this word its restraining and Will Not allow for wildness or to be reckless, free. Needing you to give me purpose in life to love and be loved. Complete the void within me filling the chasm that has kept me from being whole. My Better half, my heart and rock. I cannot imagine life without you, always I will need your warm presence within my soul and by my side. Need to feel you hold my hand and caress my skin, Your moist hot mouth pressing against my eager lips teeming with vibrant passion.
To feel this delightful romance between us which has blossomed and flourished. This can never be replaced by anything or anyone. This is it, what I've been waiting for, YOU. I do not know what I would do if I lost you, the world will hold no future nor happiness. I dare not to hope that I could find again what we have. Nor would I want any man but you and I can only hope you feel the same.
I require feeling more than pleasure of the flesh, your tenderness and intensity flows from you too me. Whispers, sighs of longing and sweet nothings are uttered near my ear that send shivers of wantonness to my fingertips and down my spine. I feel like I'm being welcomed home when you surround me. God, I'm so in Love with you.
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