Kiss
* Single moments of passion can last forever ... (re-posted for a friend) *
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your silken skin gleams opaline
bathed in Luna's soft wash of cornflower - like a
porcelain Madonna by Michelangelo
conjured to life by the magic
of moonlight
your eyes open just long enough to
affix mine, and affirm I'm in a mode of veneration
(you're casting the line)
the soft details of your
visage above me are close enough to occupy my
entire gaze, but far enough that
I can interpret your every expression
and you're well aware of it
(setting the hook)
as your gentle sway attends the
cadence of my core, you teasingly open your eyes
just far enough to let me know
they're rolled back in an aspect of rapture
and by seductive design, you nip
your lower lip with your teeth and hold it there
(reeling me in - carnal captive)
the beating catches in
my chest and takes my breath with it
heaving up and arching you with
it's wake, as you
take advantage of my movement
my breath finally returns in a
guttural sigh, and as if trading an erotic dialogue
your supple chili pepper lips curve
into a gentle smile, born of the knowledge
that I'm now completely at
your mercy
the spice in your smile freezes my
gaze to your mouth, and my
mind's eye conjures up fresh, plump raspberries and
soft whipped cream
making me thirst for the nectar-sweet
taste of what's inside
as if my thoughts were
your own, your smile relaxes and parts
just enough to tempt me with
the fleshy fruit of your tongue, and I reach up
with my right hand to the
back of your head
(my left hand at its own quarry)
weaving my fingertips through
your hair, I pull your head downward as you relax
until your face is just close enough to
be out of reach of mine
and you turn it quickly to the side so it's
completely bathed in moonlight
for you know all too well
how that slays me
(the moon painting your skin)
eyes still closed
the sexy smirk returns to your face
with the confirmation
(via my sighs)
that your seductive game is having
its desired affect
repeating the process
you turn your face back toward me and play
peek-a-boo with your tongue
opening your smile just enough to
torment me with it's moist gleam, bouncing playfully
just inside your mouth
as if waiting for it's first taste of
ice cream
you relax your neck and I tug
your head gently but firmly down again, toward mine
but as before, you turn your face
at the last moment
smile sensuously, and taunt me with
your parted lips - sugary tongue making more of
an appearance this time
after tempting me
with this ritual, 'juste assez'
you stop one more time
just short of my face, and THIS time it's
MY mouth that stays closed ...
so you softly brush my lips with the tip of your tongue
and wait, as I continue my feigned role
as the 'reluctant lover'
turning the tables of this tottering tease
(if only in my mind)
but we both know
it's all for show, that you're in complete
control of the game - holding all
the carnal cards
you, my Queen of Hearts
very slowly and deliberately
your eyes finally open and hook with mine
the reflected light of the
moon just enough to sparkle life into
that gaze that RUINS me, sullen
and vulnerable and
YOURS
yours ...
to the depths of my bare soul
where I can't run or hide
or escape the grasp of your heart on my very being
where love's visceral truth cries out for
it's own knowledge
where it longs to be consumed by it's
own passionate hatred for
anything that
isn't US
you giggle, and like THAT my
breath is gone again
and this time it keeps catching in my gut
as I gasp again-and-again
for it's return
but that LQQK holds me boundless
(as boundless as my body
holds yours)
I am drifting, swirling, falling ... INTO you
our spirits are now
melding so completely that
I almost feel ...
ALONE
we are so much of
one element that "we" feels like "I" - and it
terrifies me ...
how can I be looking into your
eyes, and at the same time feel so completely
taken by you, that I AM you ...
and you I?
I have to close my
eyes for an instant - just long
enough to remember where I am and WHO I am
and when I open them again yours
are closed, (thank heaven)
and my breath finally returns in a massive
surge of adrenaline
my dopamine-filled blood rushing and
coursing through my body
like music in my marrow, my skin
awakening to your tender
touch
I look up at you
and that coy, sexy, knowing smile is
still warming your face
(my reward, close)
my hand is still on
the back of your head, and I relax my
grip just enough to let your
hair fall ...
you shake it gently
so it now hangs child-like about your face
framing it like a fallen
angel's halo
very delicately, I pull your face down
toward mine one last time
(still smiling - helpless before you)
and just before your nose touches mine
you twist your head slightly
to match me, and your hair falls
thickly between our
mouths ...
at last
I am rewarded for my patience
at last
you reel in your helpless catch
having driven me to the
very brink, you finally take pity on me
and as your mouth opens
I drink you in -
like a man who has
crossed the desert without
water
spicy smile, raspberry lips
creamy tongue, angel hair, hint of briny-sweet
from your glistening skin -
all are a honey tangle in our mouths
stirred by a love, passion and
closeness unimaginable
I surrender ...
closing my eyes I give in to it ALL
letting you gather me
plunging - swimming up the current to your source
willing to do all you wish or bid of me
I am home, I am complete
I am fulfilled and nourished and quenched
I am yours, absolute
the fool for your
KISS.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "''K'' Contest, New Or Old" Poetry Contest, Constance La France, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Your Best Free Verse Love Poem Poetry Contest", John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Choice 2, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 10th Place ~ in the "Help Me Fall In Love" Poetry Contest, Mystic Rose, Judge & Sponsor.
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