It started with a pain, something common, but sore. It started with a need, something natural, but misplaced. It came to pass with a phone call, something unusual, but expected. It came to pass at 11 at night, something exciting, but uncalled for. It ended with an embrace, something longed for, but mislaid. It ended with a connection, something had, but bigger.
Sway left, sway right; gentle tides make heads light.
Move slow, move calm; prickling shocks move into my palm.
Sitting close, sitting warm; my crying relieves all old harm.
Momentum steady, momentum projected; the inching closer is expected.
Tug at my heartstrings I lean forward and give your fantasies a run. Taking selfishly for reasons other than your own both gain something they have needed, however the repercussions are yet to be found. Being on the other end before, sorrow takes me as I think of your role, however grateful I am at the pain you helped me expel.
The fears that I am absolutely alone are removed as you take me in your arms; you personally push my doubt away at the pain I will cause you when you truly recognize that this was my “One Night Stand”
Warmth presses on the tender skin of my lips and arms are pulled tight around me. Swaying to a beat only you can hear the methodical moment is about to begin. Understandings already imparted I let the part of me that needed this comfort take it and assess it itself without my minds help. Starting small the methodic pulse increases and my mind finally quiets letting my soul have its chance.
Taking all, following a call.
Gentle dance, fixes broken chance.
Simple hope, allows to cope.
Short nap finishes the moment and I disappear into the night. Back to responsibilities, back to reality. The moment lasts till morning when the truth of what I have done is brought back to mind. You want more than I can give; I need everything you want to give. However, it cannot be received and it is a chaos I will not tread into. You cannot understand but you help all you can. The act I finished, and the ecstasy in kisses will not ever be reached again.
Me and my “One Night Stands”
First Teeth Cleaning
13 years ago
6 comments:
Interesting, a need was fulfilled, on both parts. The point was clear and it's accepted. It will only need to stop when one or the other finds what they need. But until then, you can let those moments pass by.
lol the last line made me think you were replying to the next entry im writing becasue each parra ends in "the moment moves on". But thats not posted yet. -winks- Anyway, thans for the comment Babe!
I think everyone who has been hurt does this once. (Or at least thinks about it.)
Why? There's a certain sense of power in knowing you can... But once you've learned you can, there's no need to do it again.
At least that's what I believe.
don't worry though, its not like sex was involved. Thats a i will find out when i am married power lol. Thanx 4 reading goliath
I hadn't meant to accuse you of such. I am sorry if it sounded that way. I guess that comment was altogether vague... Indeed, sex is quite unnecessary in the act of a one-night stand. Getting so close is enough of a test to prove you could have if you'd wanted to.
I feel akin to you on this write. Back when I "tested" myself, I didn't actually want sex either. It's most injurious if shared in the wrong spirit. I admire the boundaries you have set for yourself.
No problem. Reading is fun!
Great write!!! Extra super deep stuff. It inspires me to want to write better stuff.
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