Archive-name: Poetry/exqagony.txt

Archive-author: Mary Prior

Archive-title: Exquisite Agony





	copyright 1981



In the recesses of my darkened mind

I contemplate if I shall find release

From this passion that engulfs me.



So intense is my growing hunger

(insatiable at times), I can only wonder, wanting

to know its unknown limits.



I think of you and fantasize

desiring only to realize

satisfaction --

escape from this tormenting need.



I can almost feel your warmth and fire,

My body aches with such fierce desire, craving

your penetrating, exquisite touch.



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