In remembering our first time together. |
strong connection it pushes relentless in it's intensity gives the need to pull you in to me your gaze burns fires from lost centuries rekindling desires and a thirst for understanding of knowing that there can be no withholding to deny would only make a fool of me a sigh that plays like a tremor upon my chest makes me quake from places I have kept secret for what seems forever such an unknowing thief stumbling upon the key so easily the fault does not lie upon you or your hand some things are meant to be taken sometimes wantonly have we danced so close on some earlier encounter? finding the rhythm all too familiar and comfortable to not ponder that thought as the first tears were born on my cheek you kissed them away only to bring forth more yet they were prepared and came cloaked though surely you knew of them for you had tasted their kindred another sigh another ache one more kiss I dare not forsake the feel of wet skin in the dark the press of your body into mine we gently turn here, there, back again examining the way we animate ourselves and eachother the reciprocation of control the unleashed wanting the uninhibited giving is this what is meant of bliss? a subtle twitch brings an unsubtle pang and a yearning to mark you with my deed expressing what power you wield no sword or axe simply that intense burning look it burnt even when I'd look away scorched my mind though healed by your touch is this what is meant of bliss? |