Gripping My Cold, Crisp White Sheets

 Gripping My Cold, Crisp White Sheets
Gripping my cold, crisp sheets
my circulation cut off from my grasp
throbbing my insides, driving me mad.

Your inside my head, holding me captive
stirring me, til i go crazy.
Release me now, set me free 
Pulling my hair, ready to rip it out
swollen from your torture..

my body twitches 
and i feel hot. Set me free. I scream out and grab whatever is closest to me
Bound, tortured waiting for my release

Here it comes, 
the peak arises, and i go insane.
Your trying to break me
as i barely hold on,
gripping my cold, crisp white sheets

exhausted and weak
you finally release me
and i thank the lord my TOOTHACHE is finally gone!!

swtcandygrl swtcandygrl
36-40, F
Feb 27, 2009