We talk
Of great things and small
We drink wine, and sit, together, In the glow of the fire
Your eyes lambent in the half-light of the candles
Our hands touch, a lace of fingers
The warmth of your skin on the cool of mine.
Our eyes meet and I see your smile grow
The smile that made me captive when first I saw those eyes reach for me
Lust rises, a warmth in me,
Curling and twining like smoke through the soul
I reach for you, to stroke your face. To touch your lips
To touch you
Wanting you to touch me
I see that you watch me, my lust mirrored in yours
Your gradual smile, the whites of your teeth showing animal joy
Pure and clean
The love of the soul meeting the desire of the body
The heat bursts in me and I grin
And pull you to me
And I see the light in your eyes
I feel your hand on my breast, your mouth on mine
Becoming urgent, demanding response
Emotion quickens in me. The heart beats, and the blood sings
And the ancient, ever-new passion surges
Your eyes deepen, and glow, darkly bright
Your weight on me as your body enters my body. As your soul enters my soul
Bodies merge. Spirits meld. And words fail
And are un-needed, in the Two that is One
I see you, once more, watching me
As you move in me. As your fingers glide over my face,
Smiling eyes seeking mine. Waiting.
I feel the Rising. The Rush
It swells. And grows. Until, for a short time,
The rapture of the physical overwhelms all.
For brief moments, there is only the flesh. The spirit released.
And yet, all the while, I feel your smile on me. Your eyes holding me
Your gaze willing my joy. Delight, in my pleasure
But now, I wait. And now, my gaze is on you.
I watch you from above, as I move over you
I see your breath deepen. And your skin glisten
Your eyes still smiling
I see you arch. And writhe.
Tremors of the flesh. Head flung back. Eyes tight closed
I feel you pulse inside me
Until, after eternal brief moments, you relax.
And our eyes meet once more.
And now, we both grin.