The only words she could use
to describe her feeling...
Endlessly Aching
It wasn't painful,
Even though there was a throbbing
deep inside.
Where it started
she couldn't tell.
Sometimes it was in her head
stealing her thoughts.
Sometimes it was in her chest,
sneaking into her heart.
Sometimes it was in her groin
touching her womanhood.
But it was always in attendance...
Endlessly aching.
She could rub her temples
and hear it.
She could press her breast
and find it.
She could reach her wetness
and touch it...
Endlessly aching
He had placed it there
deep in her mind,
deep in her heart,
deep in her body,
and only he could satisfy her...
Endlessly aching.
