Late Night Intoxication

Just the thought of you gets my body moving in waves,
Rhythmic.
Imagining how silk-like your skin feels,
Gripping you hips,
And sliding my hands to your ass and gripping again.
The sound of your sigh resounds in my head.
The way we both know exactly what we want, and how to get it...
That alone, is intoxicating.

Fly Swatter

You can try to suppress the thoughts of pain, anxiety, and longing...
But it feels like simply batting away at an annoying fly...
It simply returns, seemingly unbothered,
And more persistent. 

So alone

You ever feel so full that you could burst at the seams...
Like you could let go of the ledge you are dangling from?
And everybody in your life is stepping just  a little more on your fingertips, without even knowing you are about to fall to your death?
I feel that every second of every minute behind my forced smile, and I try to be everyone's crutch...
As I tried to fix, and mend... and help them learn to bend...
I could drown in the chaos,
But find peace as my lungs explode.
You ever feel so surrounded by others,
But feel so alone?