New Chapter

Frustration is blatant and apparent that
It is wanted. Morally wrong; as passion
Hits and explodes fervently strong,
The wetness caressing of lips
Teasing the mind it is still wanted. They belong;
Stop being so hostile, you want it.
Hands placed below the hips,
Taunting the special place.
The once innocent look, mistaken for such infatuation
Especially when images of the face
Were encountered in mind, the expression;
Obsession jolts suddenly to mind.
The expression, the look of both share ardently
Each others stare, as the special place is nowhere near behind-
As the moistness settles impassively
It so is not.
Pushed to the subject, who delicately places.
He is in now deep, pushing, pushing the lot
Of passion which is shared and perspired.
The sound of pleasure feels the room,
Such enjoyment is met and held so long desired.
The answer is imminent and in loom;
Soon to be discovered as the final few thrusts
Are met with such an array of frustration
Which had be longed for and with trust
The wetness becomes apparent, colossal emotion
Are met with the groan.
It has been achieved, the frustration took over
And finally won, many consequences at stake but no moan
From the initial stare that first met.
As a new chapter has just been untold, that should never of been written and-
Scrutinized it may become.