Erin
written by: the hairy bum welder
Solitude just me myself
And I
Proactive
Thoughts embossed
Within
Me
Heartbeat racing
Bitten lip
I try to contain the intense
Ecstasy
Within me
It builds inside
As droplets
Race over my every curve
Finding most
Intimate places
Every muscle
Aches contracts
Consumed
By my lustful passionate
Thoughts I’ve
Held within
Me
A wave sweeps every part
Of me
Consumes me
As the droplets run
Across
My
Soul
I'm a 53-year-old welder/fabricator with a passion for poetry. I live near Cambridge, in the UK. I've suffered from anxiety for years, poetry helps. Sometimes I can't even remember writing when the anxiety is that bad. I think did I really write that?? A lot of my poetry I don't name, I hope it relates to people and their personal thoughts as it does mine, so they can choose to name it personal to them. I also have a page on Facebook, 'Poetry by the hairy bum welder.'
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