Satisfaction, Shared (a poem)

Satisfaction, Shared

Written June 18th, 2013

Empty.

The pit was filled briefly.

Alas, now emptier

Than before.

How foolish of me;

I curl up in the sheets.

He says nothing,

Although he must sense

My disappointment.

He only has time

To ponder his own contentment.

He has no touches for me

Why would he?

His touches are fulfilled

But I, I am

Empty.

I was filled materially

-briefly-

But drained emotionally.

Again, I am empty

While he naps,

A cream-fed cat.

Maybe next time,

I think.

Nevermind, I always bank

On next time.

All this, I knew

But would not admit

When I began anew

Giving trust

To you.

Was it all desire?

I believe

There was some need

As I nestled myself

Into your sheets,

Peering through

Butterfly eyelashes;

Persuading, charming.

You filled me.

I remembered the shock

As you spread into

Every crevice,

Every corner:

To the tips of my hair,

Under fingernails,

Deep into the ear canal,

Arches of my heels,

And into the arteries

Tangled in my heart.

You filled me,

And when all was done,

You held me.

We shared our

Satisfactions,

Misgivings, too-

Tickling whispers

Childish giggles.

You still had touches

Leftover, just for me,

And you did not succumb

To fatigue’s clutches,

For you are no cat.

No grinning wolf.

You are an eagle

In noble flight.

I forgot his touch

When his fingers receded.

Now, my skin still burns

In the places you were:

You were the first

To fill me

Materially and emotionally.

Satisfaction, shared.