A Euphoric Down

Last button for the blouse to slip
slight around the covered breast
sheen of bra and suckle skin
I could bare my teeth and dig in

Every time you lean
I lurch forward in a pull
Your smile leaves me swallowing kisses

Your eyes don't hold me back from primal holdings
hands on wrists
and frantic pushings
messy flesh and urge and grab
grab of the hard thing
slip of the sweat and heat of the rising
tensions like a wade
witness to finger light slides up sensitive sides
of ribs and tits and earrings where lobes are crying

and your sex is dizzy
your legs opening and closing
simulating something you're scared to admit
until the senses group together
and the tastes of your lover
the soft torture of their touch
and the draw of their scent slowly boiling on the rise
looking animal
looking beautiful
looking take-able
and every little breath is a signal
subtle in its tone and lasting
every bit a calling in to a "yes" and a "please do"
and "this is how I like it"
leaving you naked and resplendent
welcome to a give-in that you lust to end in high pressure
uninhibited
loss of dimension
and a euphoric down

(1/07)