Insomnia blamed for logging-on

White tank top…

And your sexy thong

The ear-bud kiss inside your ear

Recollection of a song…

You crave to hear

Sexy thoughts dance in your head

Shifting satin sheets…

Your own solitude bed

Clicks and strokes of fingertips

Teeth biting, nipping…

Your lush red lips

Video stream caught, locked in your eyes

Arms, abs, and cock…

You found the guy

The scene brings recollection of earlier days

Fingers explore flesh…

You begin to play

Ears filled, audible moans of sex and passionate cries

Lids now wide shut…

But not your thighs

Lost in yourself as no time has passed

Fingers holding deep…

The quivering wet climax

Logging-off knowing it is now early in the day

Clock hits 2 a.m.

A sigh of relief while exclaiming you still need to get laid

C.M.P '11'