Overly Sensitive
They say I’m sensitive
Negative connotation
A shroud they want to wrap me in
And put the blame on me
It’s only a joke, you see
Overly sensitive
That’s me
I smile
Positive connotations, my wile
Oh…I’m OVERLY sensitive
It’s true
The throbbing and pulsing
That makes other women sigh
Takes me to the stratosphere high
Senstations multiplied
I sigh
I cry
I die
And lie
Open
Sensitive to every touch
To every nuance
To every breath
Body quivering
Mind in overdrive
I thrive
On pleasure
Every cell
Sensitive
To touch
To tongue
To lips
To fingers
To thoughts….
To…..W~O~R~D~S
Dipped in sensitivity
Meant to awaken
The sultry sensual me
Oh...I'm OVERLY sensitive
To my lover’s needs
Wanting to please
Tease
Make him weak…
Unable to speak
Waiting for that butterfly caress
That unbuttoning of the dress
That peek a boo see through lace
That wanton hungry…”feed me” face
I trace
every place
sensitive to the signs
that make him come alive
To satiate, my pride
I rule and provide
His momentum...I guide
OVERLY sensitive
till want and need
are released...freed!
OH….I’m OVERLY sensitive
Yes, It's true
and here's a warning
a warning to you!!!
Don’t mess with me
Unless you want to see
Anarchy!!!
I’ll draw blood
In your "knock her down" revelry
I'll win
I'll fly and be free!!
I’m OVERLY sensitive
That’s me
But I’d rather be this way
Desire delirious
Mayhem mad
Passion proned
Happy honed
OVERLY sensitive people
Like ME
We....
LIVE life
Moment by moment
Second by sensual second
sensitive and alive
we thrive
we survive
Overly sensitive
ALIVE!
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015
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