possession I took possession of your flesh like you took it of my heart. driving deep within you, my soul crying out with the feel of your taking me in to spin a pirouette of lover's sweat. wet and warm and formless except in that moment when your eyes grew round as saucers and you cried out as I touched a corner you had not seen illumed in a lifetime, or so. and yet I go deeper, lost in the passion you fashion of my heart. caught on the beauty of your eyes. laying between your tender thighs torn apart to take me in and shield me in your yielding flesh. I ride you to the edge of sanity. and share with your that which is most intimate to me. my vulnerability you touched as you told me of your love as I shoved back to meet your thrusting lips that begged of me a taste of what I could not refuse. I could not choose to look away but stayed on course as a piece of me tore free and floated in fire and surrender into you, lost to me forever. but safe within you. and I felt your flesh caress me as I receded from the high tide of my passion, lost in the warmth of fluids mingled and nerves that tingled with the aftermath of two lovers joined at the hip and at the heart. copyright William F. DeVault (wfdv). for Karla. |
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