A Temporary Love

(Inspired by my Dungeons and Dragons character Craig, who is a human rogue, and his intense fling with an elf named Sandriel.)

Maybe this is just a fling.
A temporary love,
destined to burn bright
and fade away.

But why worry about later?
When we have right now.

The firelight glistens in your dark hair,
shines from your eyes,
and glows off your skin.
Beauty bathed in light.

I want you so bad.
Waiting weeks on end,
desire turns to insanity.
Memories alone can't sustain
this growing need for you.

And though my heart pounds
and desire is driving me to madness...
I don't want to rush this...

So I slow down and our lips part.
And I just gaze at you again.
Gods help me, it's too much.
I take a deep breath.
Some things are meant to be enjoyed slowly.
Like a fine vintage wine.
Why rush paradise?
It's always gone too soon.

I graze your skin with my fingertips,
my touch following my eyes.
Starting with those pointed elven ears,
and then your lips...slowly working my way down.
And the way you're looking at me,
the uncensored desire in your eyes,
your usual cool resistance gone,
I'm going to lose my fucking mind.

Your lips on my neck as I hold you close.
I quiver under your caress.
Your lips meet mine.
Slow, sweet, beautiful.
You taste of the vintage wine
that clouds our heads.

You see the angst in my eyes.
And lead me to bed.
It's time to stop the torture.
I can't go on like this.
The madness of desire.
The raw need for you.

I give in just little at a time.
Kissing down your body.
Savoring your taste.
Until I feel you quiver.
And hear you beg.

I lose myself to your sweet revenge.
My mind and body overloaded
with intense sensations.
I quiver.
I moan.
I beg.

And finally you let me go
only to conquer me again.
And at last, this crazy game is over,
and it's time to give in.

I...let...go...

And give you all of me.
I'm not holding back.
And I wonder if you know that.
Not only with my body.
But my heart, my soul.
I'm yours right now.
And I wonder if you know that.

Loosing myself to you.
Lost and drowning in something wonderful.
You're not just another lover.
I don't give in like this.
Only a few times in my life...

Sweet endless pleasure.
Your body syncing with mine.
I love to hear you moan.
I love the desire in your eyes.
I damn near whisper in your ear,
“I love you...”
But I moan instead.

I'm lost in this.
And I never want to go back.
I know I can't last long.
I know it'll be over
and my mind will return to reality
and I'll remember that my heart is still shattered.
And that this is just a fling.

I'll remember that I had love and lost it.
And that I am on a mission to find that again.
I'll remember that I wanted forever with him.
I'll remember that I can't promise you anything.

I'll remember that this is just a fling.
Burning bright.
Destined to fade.

But I can't think of that now.
Because I'm lost in paradise.
I think I've found a cure to heartbreak.
Even if it's temporary.
Limited only to this moment,
you looking into my eyes,
crying out as you fall over the edge,
and I follow.

I hold you as we remember how to breathe again.
And our racing hearts calm.
I refuse to let reality in.
I don't want to wake from this dream.

Maybe it's just a fling.

But I don't think life will be the same.