Wednesday, October 1, 2025

Self satisfaction April 11, 2015

  

In my dreams I see my fingers touch your lips, forefinger traces the outline of the place I ache to kiss, how soft these lips feel even to my clumsy fingers, I see in my dream you pout and take my finger into your mouth, the moist warmth moving through all of me like an electric shock, an intensely pleasant torture, your tongue playing with it tip as if to hint of some other more urgent part of my anatomy, you might take in, in my dream I am never satisfied, never able to take it be on that point, flesh on flesh, but the wrong flesh leaving me too weak, swollen, intensely feverish, needy, forced to use the hand to heal myself from a dream I know I can never come true, night after night, followed by self satisfaction each morning



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