Warm touch
of your fingers
caressing the arch
of my back.
A soft whisper
as you heavily breathe
the ecstasy of your desire.
This familiar shiver
races down my spine
remembering the passion
and we immediately embrace
as if it never left.
Your lips quivers as
you kiss every part of me
hesitating to devour
controlling yourself
to take your time
and indulge in every minute
of your exploration.
You raise to see me
just to get my acknowledgment
that if it is okay
for you to continue
or if I am as consumed in
this fire with you.
You see me engulfed in
this foreplay of seduction
enjoying each moment
like creating a beautiful
work of art.
Just before that explosive moment
we catch a glimpse of
making certain
that each are satisfied
and the finale of us
creating an amazing
display of fireworks!!!
I think passion as just a glimpse of what is seen, but more as how you are connected...
ReplyDeleteas you quiver,so do I shake...
as you seduce,I am engulfed by the longing in your eyes, the joy within your heart, the desiresin your mind - the thoughts conveyed by a gentle caress,a look,a sound, a touch...
the fireworks come from within, the time - eclipsed by the experience of you and I (metaphorically of course)...
the finale is just the begining of the repture yet to come....
what say you?