Blinds drawn and doors closed,
I toss and turn,
Body pent up and mind racing for you,
I squirm for you in my sleep,
Though all I have are pillows in your place.I tighten my thighs around my body pillow,
Wrap my arms tighter,
And imagine you instead of fabric.Music loud yet all I hear are my cries,
I give myself the pleasures you should give me,
I've become my own "ride or die",
I'm lovely,
I love me,
But do I truely?

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Poetry & Prose
PoetryI write a lot of poetry and I thought it would be a win-win for people to read it and have somewhere to hold it, so I don't lose it. I love writing so if you have any ideas for a poem/prose I'd love to hear it, don't be shy. Hope whoever reads enjoy...