A Lonely Winter Night

At night I lay, too tense to sleep.
My thoughts race, inside of me.
My hands drift low, in search of peace.
Each point I find brings sweet release.

The heat starts deep inside my chest,
Through the tip upon each breast.
A squeeze, a tug, the flames increase.
One step closer to sweet release.

My fingers drift down past my hips.
I close my eyes. I bite my lip.
My petals part, my pearl revealed.
The fire burns bright. The pleasure's unveiled.

The dam is broken. The water will gush.
I clench my thighs. My pearl, I crush.
I cry out his name; my fingers dive deep.
I bury my face, lest I make a peep.

My vision goes blurry. My mind's a blank.
My peak is past. The fire has sank.
My muscles relax; I'm tense no more.
I can finally sleep. It's no longer a chore.