
You had me at the first 'hello'.
I've got you under my skin
and I don't know how to shake it
I'm energized and just shy of obsession
over the texture and site of your body
my mind plays tricks upon me and
likens you to my healing Grace
Oh if you only knew of the prayers I've been saying
while on my knees before you
God has blessed me with your presence
and bled upon my pillow cases your sweet face
the memory of which I cannot seem to clear
I'd wish for long nights and afternoons if I didn't know better
perhaps one day
I'll relish in the site of you for longer than a moment
and have the opportunity to cover you in warm water
and wash away the stress
to bring on the untamed passion
I see inside your deep brown eyes and gentle face
I want to ignite your fires and make easy
the entrance to your greatest pleasures
like the blood that rushes through my body
and electrifies every cell and tender spot
I own
How is it you know me so completely
every place you touch feels familiar and alive
waiting for you and knowing
you will leave me with desires quenched and just a question
of will there be a next time
for this touch I seem to crave endlessly
you fill me up with your souls word
share my spirit truly without fear
easily I trust this body before me
and hands that touch me with knowledge
and experience
I am ever grateful for your presence in my life
and certainly
on my body
I am passionate about many things
and I lust for more of you
4.26.02
4 comments:
When it's drizzling ice and rain outside, and that feeling of aloneness hangs in the quiet of the early morning hours...
Your words are hotter than my coffee cup.
I totally get that, it happens to me again each time I read it, ah the memories. Lust is a wonderful thing at times, wouldn't you agree?
Isn't that what life is all about?
Reaching for the gusto, or standing still going nowhere. Give me lustogusto, it stirs the blood.
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