Seeking Bliss

Posted: May 1, 2014 in Poetry
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Laying on my bed

eyes see a ceiling

distracts notions fleeting

my mind is led

by touch

fingertips trail across my chest

soft tease that reminds me of that one time

when I was pleasuring myself lost in innocence

a parent walked in and changed my life.

No abuse, just fear

sexuality had invaded my mind.

Yet, at that moment I was only lost in the beautiful touch

that fingertips intertwined with aroused skin can send

vibrations through our bodies

to the core of our soul

that is nirvana …

I was already seeking.

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