It’s been a few days… not that many… but enough.
Ross felt like he had had enough
His needs. The Need. Was real
Not like he hadn’t tried to be tough

The Need

That moment when
No matter what happens
It comes all of a sudden
Hits you where… like when… like… man!

You remember how warm and inviting
How delicious and vibing
Like, putting in work
And feeling her twerk

It’s like
A serious need
To have her
To ravage her

Some call it a sickness
Others a weakness
They don’t understand
It’s pure madness

It’s beyond primal
No point in going decimal
But hearing your name
At a high decibel

Knowing you’ve pounded
Filled and savored
Caressed, massaged…
Oh what a night as savages

But… the serious need…

You know it’s bad
When you’re caught biting your lip
For no good reason at all
But your mind seeing her is all

You know it’s bad when
Well… you find reasons to leave early
Love lorn, sick, like a sappy puppy
Can’t even think straight

Worse, when the coworker says “hi”
And your mind hears your lady’s thigh
The smack of dropped files
Having you thinking how your marked her rear

Too bad your tie, Ross, is around your neck
Instead of your gloved hands around hers
Wishing you could just…
You know… make her blush

Or that time
You felt like a hero
Because you thrust so
Her faced just glowed

But you have that need
To repeat history
Grab her booty
Squeeze her breast

Ride her like a man possessed
Relishing the pounding of flesh
Letting her know who her man is
Really wanting her to understand your needs

You have to have her
It just has to be
It’s mind bending crazy
Can’t be without her

It’s like
Life has no meaning
When she’s not with you
You within her

Like, you’re naked
Without her flesh around yours
Warmly caressing
Holding tightly

It’s just crazy
How that magic got you
All manic wanting her again
Even though she never left

Ross, my man
Buck up, dear man
Man up!
You got it bad

But Ross
Old boy
Doesn’t want help
He just needs her

See him run
Forgetting all other work
He’s heading home
I’m sure to rip another blouse

The need
Voracious as it is
Can feel malicious indeed
For she’s in total control

Wait… who… what… control…

All she has to do is say no
All she has to do is close her legs
All she has to do is pout and shake her head
All she has to do is refuse

Send poor Ross all confused
Maladies of maladies
Wracked up melancholies
Beyond catastrophes

Health gone
Wealth meaningless
Heart unrest
Pure distress

For all the loud deep voicing
For all the fist clenching
He won’t dare violate her trust
If she said no, that’s the new must

Seething internally
Bleeding profusely
Scratching on the edge of insanity
Mustering all kinds of stoic religiosity

She said “no”
That’s final
Man.. What a blow
Respect, that’s all that can follow

Ross knows
A gentleman first
And foremost
Ross wouldn’t have it any other way

But… the need…
The ravenous crazy need
The only source of intimacy
Connecting through intense physical activity

But… she said “no”
It’s her rodeo
Why can’t all men just know
Ross, smiles, it’s just for now… “no”

But…
Like…
The need…
Tho…

Self Control… yeah… OK

Let’s be real
Ross knows
There is only allowed needs
Who are we kidding

Love based on trust
Filled with sensual thrust
Grips the soul
The sole true hold

But, outside of the bond
Ross is cool as they come
Temptation no match for his word
Only his lady has the key to his heart’s hold

Within the safety of her arms
When all else is disarmed
The unleashing of the beast from harm
To ravage and cherish her welcoming balm

Ross, like all gentlemen
Really do have a need
To be valued and loved
It’s not much to ask in pleaded need

Only his lady can allow him safety
Where he can share and show and tell
Only in her arms can he open to her soul
The need is real and she’s the only one

When you see Ross eagerly clutch
Hold her tightly in his touch
Giggling like a foolish boy
In massive love of new love

It’s because…
The need…
It’s real.
Has him weak…

In the restaurant
Between shared glances
With his fingers between her legs
Eyes casual, desire on fire

Or in the movies
When she sits on his lap
No one knows he’s deep inside
As she bounces to the rhythm

The need
You know
In the abandoned stairwell
When he kneels and eats his fill

Or the breakfast table
When his tongue weakens her
Because it empowers him
And he licks every bit

The need
When touched by healthy greed
Makes a man hooked
Willfully booked

No other will do
She’s the only honeydew
His baby boo
The queen he needs

Look… Listen… Feel…

Don’t be mad at Ross
When he touches her nipples
Making her blush
Don’t worry or fuss

Get your own lady
Find her
Crave her
Let her be your need

Get you one
Who loves you
And lets you suck
And enjoy beneath her desk

It’s not because you’re weak
No. It’s just a need
She understands, you see
Because you’re meek

You have this need
Because she trusts you with hers
She needs you
To protect, caress, and feed her

Without you,
Of course she can do
But, it’s so much more fun
When she sees you struggle to resist

And then
For all her troubles
When she finally says “yes”
You best bring your best “Daddy” to the dance

For in that moment
She’ll know
How much you really need
That stupendous need

Oh… that salacious need!!