The ache within me tonight
is a pulsing, palpable
yet desperate longing.
I recognize it as pure desire.

From the first kiss only his touch
quiets my inner hungry ache,
but in his absence tonight
the ache is unrelenting.

Dreams of him fill the void
when I sleep alone tonight.
Clenching my pillow as if
I am able to hold on to him.

Only when I reluctantly
open my eyes do I know,
the erotic tryst is gone
and it was just a tease.

Every time I have to leave
the words in my heart
silently scream but are lost
in tearful good byes.

There are no tears tonight
only a sexual desire so raw
that it burns from inside.
It is begging to be satisfied.

I long to feel the ecstasy
only he has made me experience.
Unbeknownst to him, he has been
both my lover and teacher.

The quiet of my dark bedroom
echoes loudly with the beating
of my racing heart as I fantasize.
It has awakened my entire body.

It will have to be my touch tonight
mirroring his masterful hands.
Overcome with desire I close my eyes
I easily envision his naked image.

Because with every stolen moment
I have memorized all of him.
His smell, voice and touch are
all seared now into my mind.

As I part my wet swollen lips
I touch myself and I imagine
the feel of his hands against my
softest most forbidden flesh.

With each urgent stroke
of my swollen wet sex
I can feel the juices coat
the fingers I so wish were his.

I swear I can actually feel
his hot breath on my neck,
knowing he would be urging
me to surrender and let go.

Spreading my legs wider,
masturbating alone in the dark
I am quickly coming undone.
Drenched in my own desire.

As if by instinct I increase
the pressure, stroking faster.
I begin plunging my fingers
deep inside, filling my emptiness.

I squeeze my erect nipple firmly.
My back arching in pleasure as
my juices now coat my fingers.
As if on cue my toes begin to curl.

Alone in the dark of night I let go
and I fall gloriously over the edge.
Tumbling into the waiting
exquisite abyss of orgasm.

Waves of orgasm cascade relentlessly
washing over my panting spent body.
Sprawled out naked I sheepishly smile
as I finally feel the need drain from me.

Without warning tears spill freely down
my cheeks as I am overcome with the
magnitude of my self induced orgasm.
Suddenly I am no longer afraid to be alone.