The Thirst

The Thirst

A Poem by Bria Love
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We cannot have lust without first having love. Lust stems from wanting and needing a person that you love.

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I have an ache in my body for you, 
the feeling is inside; that's where I want you.
I'm aching with anticipation, 
feeling happy, excited, and elation.
Can I play with you?
Tease you the way you want me to?
I'm filled with desire,
inside, I'm burning cause its a fire.
Starving for your skin,
I would like to taste and then...
I long for your kiss.
Grant me my every wish.
I'm itching to get my hands on you,
waiting for the one night that I can do what I want to.
Let me love you.
I want to hurt you, too
There's pleasure in pain,
I hit you and come back now, so I can do it again.
If all of this is a lie,
Tell me why and never tell me the truth;
Why do you want me to do these things to you?
Satisfy my needs.
You're making me a sinner and I detest all of my deeds.
I'm blinded by lust,
I don't want to see anything, not just
Yet, until these pains become reality
and I can feel and see the bruises on me.
Until the scars from us making love.
The scab above,
Is just waiting to be picked by you
So I can bleed again and you can make me feel better again, like you always do.
When the blood flows out of me
Its no longer a dream.
I taste it and I see you and me; so it seems.
You make me an animal
and you control my dreams.
Sometimes they're nightmares
and I become scared
Cause its another world for me and for my life.
My feelings are wrong, make them right.
I'm your puppet, pull my strings
make me do things.
You make my heart beat fast and it begins to plummet.
And you make the butterflies fly around in my stomach.
I'm ashamed,
cause when I sleep, I feel my lips mouthing your name.
I've become unhinged, I've become untamed.
I can't control myself anymore.
I'm giving you too much of my heart,
too much of my body, I'm sore.
You make me want more.
I'm dreaming of the closed door,
with you and I behind it and when we block off the rest of the world.
Comfort me in the darkest of hours,
hold me close, hold me forever; never let go of what's ours.
I'll be your baby and crawl to you,
I'll whimper for you.
And I'll make you come to
me, and take me in.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
We talk, but our hearts are in jail.
They can't be set free,
until you let your lust out on me.
mine on you.
I'm all yours, I'll do exactly what you want me to. 
The lust, The Thirst

  -Bria Love 

© 2012 Bria Love


Author's Note

Bria Love
I ask that you have an open mind about sexuality when reading this. It has been a sensitive issue in our world, its time to embrace it because its not going anywhere. Thank you for reading, please leave a review

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Added on September 4, 2012
Last Updated on September 25, 2012
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Bria Love
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I have dreams about being a rapper (I write ALL of my songs). My goal isn't to be ridiculously famous and rich; I just want to be heard. I love life and the people in it. I also play the drums. "There.. more..

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