Touch me like you own me .
Tease me like you don't want me .
Please me like I got the body of a goddess.
Treat me like I am the only thought that's modest .
Guide me throughout the night
Let me ride it with all my might
In the end I feel senseless and numb ,
your eyes ask 'me was that enough ?'.
Oh boy ! But I crave for more ,
even after you leave me feeling so sore
So in the end I beg you to touch me again ........
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The Unsaid Thoughts
PoetrySo much more was said in the unsaid --Bridgett Devoue Collection of poems where I have tried to pen down the thoughts, which people can't say out loud .
