The D Spot

The ache, the need, the desire…
I find myself nearly clawing at the air, gasping for breath until I can breathe no more.
I ache to get away, to find myself elsewhere when I awake in the morning.
I crave, I crush, I hunger, I dream…
Thoughts of great beyonds and far away horizons,
great adventures and flying through time…
I wish I want I wish
The freedoms of childhood, so far behind me now yet,
somewhere before me lying tantalizingly golden in the setting sun.
My Peter Pan has flown away,
my Superman retired his cape and my
very own personal savior has changed
into someone I think I knew once long ago,
when I was very young…