Essence #51

Her screams of pleasure
echoed throughout his waking dream.
It left him in a state of arousal
that had his heartbeat
thumping in time
to the pulsing of his manhood
which was hardened, primed
and ready to explode—
the slightest touch would cause him
to come
undone and unglued with a roar.
© AC Elliott, 18-Oct-17

Written using Free Verse poetry form.


8 thoughts on “Essence #51”

  1. And once again you seemed to see right inside my waking dreams… for the fantasy of his hands upon my skin and his voice in my ear was what brought me awake, the memory of the dream was so vivid I had to let my hands become his once more, and it was nothing to shatter.

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