My name is wait it doesn’t matter.
You’ve known me far longer.
The frantic jacking off to the swimsuit issue.
The extra time spent with the faucet.
I was there.
I am the heat,
The desire that clouds your eyes
And blinds your senses.
I am the moan. I am the scream.
The nibbling, the nipping
The biting the tugging
The need, that ever-incessant need.
I am the want that just rises and rises
to no end in sight.
It crashes at you. It melts you.
It builds you up and then it throws you off the peak.
Limber and spate, feebly grinding your hips to the memory of that fuck.
That is me.
It’s been too long my friend.
I’ve missed you.