I Woke Up To The Urge

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PoetryI Woke Up To The Urge

I woke up to the urge.

The urge to masturbate.

Masturbate to the image.

The image of us together.

Together in bed playing.

Playing until I spill.

Spill my guts to you.

I dreamt all night.

All night that you’re here.

Here waking me up.

Up to find I am alone.

Alone with just my hand.

the hand that helps the urge.

the urge to masturbate.

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