The Ache


There's an ache between my legs
A yearning so strong,
It could bring me to my knees

Time will pass
The ache will stay
It will stay until the tide changes

When the tide changes
There will be a knock
The knock then leads me to "the place"

"The place" is where my secrets sleep
My secrets are loud
My secrets moan and squirm
My secrets take control

When the secrets take over
My thoughts change
The world around me changes
And the ache,

Well, the ache is gone for now
And in its place is a warm, wet throb of satisfaction

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The Ache