Gossima Threads

The endless night stretches out in time I reach out and gently pull the gossima  thread that me binds. I feel the void between us, cavernous and black. Cold it is and deep. I pull the thread and ache, feeling the love I lack. My hands go searching for delight as my mind slips away into the night.

Stars caress me as I pass I feel their touch awake a tingle deep inside my fingers searching, searching hands grope and grasp. Loneliness exiled for a few sweet moments longing banish for a short sweet while . Limbs stretched to north and south sweet murmurs escaping from my mouth.

Senses heighten every inch of skin tingles eyes wide and lips blood  filled and full. In and out  the gossima thread is pulled. Oh! such aching torment my feelings swell  my body changing pounding pulsing  swelling breasts and nipples hard. My mind flees it’s hell. Exploding from inner place pouring forth hot and sticky on my fingers it is not wrong this is a gift of grace. Be  strong  don’t give in to fear keep up the pace scream out in joy  no one can hear me in this space.

Breathing is hard  but the need is strong , such sweet and joyous reward cannot be wrong. More, more I scream as I crave relieve don’t stop now it is all too brief.

Heart stops pounding  body slows, a smile in my eyes  my body aglow such a shame to wake alone no one to hold  the stars all gone. Dark all dark I straddle the void with just the memory of what I have just enjoyed. The endless night stretches out in time I reach out and gently pull the gossima  thread that me binds.

16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. seriousseamus
    Feb 11, 2013 @ 21:45:49

    Beware, the tension is ever so slight…

    This piece left me breathless. ;)

    Reply

  2. lenwilliamscarver
    Feb 11, 2013 @ 21:50:16

    Whew! explosive and sensous…great job:)

    Reply

  3. IdealisticRebel
    Feb 11, 2013 @ 21:55:13

    This was amazing. You did a really good job.

    Reply

  4. WordsFallFromMyEyes
    Feb 12, 2013 @ 09:42:18

    Hello Willow :)

    Excellent. You’re something else, Willow. Very vivid, tingling & alive. But especially liked your last line.

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      Feb 12, 2013 @ 09:57:58

      Just something different feelings let loose maybe I should not of but what the hell the truth is out there now. The last line is hope, at the beginning of the poem is was hopelessness but not in the end , it became release. xxx

      Reply

  5. Will of Heart
    Feb 12, 2013 @ 19:03:08

    Whew! I love the sensuality and power of this piece, very exploding and amazingly flow of words, and the last line leave a marks…

    Reply

  6. zendictive
    Feb 13, 2013 @ 12:06:08

    mezmerized (!_!)

    Reply

  7. eof737
    Feb 22, 2013 @ 14:04:11

    You have quite the knack for the sensual. :)

    Reply

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