Touches so soft,
But at times pressing,
Wanting.
Feeling.
Needing.
Demanding.
Words...
Whispered...
In the husky deep voices of teenage boys
Words that could only please a girl,
A silly girl
Who had just escaped
The sweet bounds of childhood
And entered the hell
Of adolescence.
Words...
Sweet.
Pleasing.
Fulfilling.
Delighting.
With meanings behind them...
By the mind of a young twelve year old girl.
Glances...
Filled with lust.
Mystery.
Wanting.
Longing.
Yearning.
Hidden and lost.
In the darkness of their eyes.
Glances...
Stolen by me.
And taken of me..
Thoughts and intentions...
Unknown by me.
Passed under my radar.
Undetected.
Alien.
Strange.
To the my simple mind..
All I wanted...
All I needed...
All I craved...
Was attention.
A hug here.
A hug there.
A hug whore.
Small arms wrapped around...
Around the shoulders of many boys.
My hands clasping each other.
Feeling the hardness of their chests.
The curve of bone...
Their muscular backs and shoulders.
Their warmth...
Feeling a strange happiness fill me.
Like I was filled.
Like I was wanted.
Like I was needed.
2006-10-07
12:53:42
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