Not like this

I’ve felt it before

It was nothing like this

Each feeling is somehow new to me

Almost so good it should be forbidden 

Dangerous in an addictive sense 

I yearn for him when he’s gone

Yet when he’s here I say no

Not because I need him to stop

Simply because I can’t take anymore 

He makes me feel things I never knew I liked

He makes me love things I never liked before

My body is for him and only his touch satisfies

When I’m alone I lay there and fantasise

I touch myself and think of him hoping to feel what he makes me feel

It’s never the same 

I use to love playing my body like an instrument

A piano playing all the right keys

But as soon as he came along I never play the correct song 

My body is for him and only his touch satisfies

He kisses me all over with a new level of passion

Never misses an inch

Explores me to find exactly what drives me crazy

He aims to please and he pleases so well

He whispers in my ear if I like how it feels

I’m always confused as my body is shaking can’t he tell

His pleasure takes me over 

Tingling every nerve

Like the orgasmic version of pins and needles

I sometimes even feel like is this more then I deserve

My body is for him and only his touch satisfies 

Don’t get me wrong I wouldn’t say I’m promiscuous 

I wouldn’t say I know everything about sex at all

When it comes to it I’m very confident but he makes me feel entry level

My mind consumed by thoughts of regret wondering why I never let myself be felt by him before

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