Artemisia’s Lament
When will this hunger be satisfied and thoughts of you come alive?
How long must I keep making love to myself, for myself and by myself?
Only to awake to erotic dreams fantasies XXX rated movies in my mind.
Panties wet. Lips pulsating. Desire unquenched.
You make promises unkept.
Are you a runner who can’t finish the race?
Do you have another succubus that warms your bed at night?
Thoughts of you drain my soul & leave my body spent.





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