Breath

A free verse poem.
It does not use consistent meter patterns, rhyme,
or any musical pattern. A poem from the heart.
Just take it for what it is.

Breath
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Place your lips close to my mouth,
Move with me as I breathe my breath.
Come close to me and absorb my soul
Draw my air in deeply as I exhale.
Feel my excited heat in your mouth.
I am glowing'

Push yourself against my breasts,
Let me feel your softness as we meet.
My heart is pounding, can you tell ?
Look into my eyes whilst I look into yours.
The blackness of your pupils draws me in.
I am breathless.

Let me feel the moistness of your tongue,
I want you to touch and taste my lips.
The soft lips excite, I meet your oral thrust,
My tongue against yours, my excitemnt rises.
My nipples are like granite against yours.
I am one with you.

Move your hands around me, my body aches,
Caress my breast and show me you care.
Your warm hand is moving beneath my blouse,
The stiffness of my nipple surprises you.
My erotic message for you is clear.
I am aroused.

I raise your shirt, the touch is sublime,
My fingers search beneath the cloth.
An erect and exciting nipple in my palm,
I dare to caress you as you caress me.
The firmness of your breasts, such soft skin.
I am entranced.

We step apart, our clothes fall to the floor,
I look at you and can hardly breathe.
Then unannounced you kneel before me,
That sweet tongue probing my moistness.
For a moment it slips across that sweet spot.
I am helpless.

You stand again to face me, your mouth on mine,
Is the sweetness I taste, really me.
Come lie with me, my bed is soft and calling.
The move to bed is simple, we do not break apart.
I look, I see you lying there for me to touch.
I am ecstatic.

My searching hand slips 'tween your supple thighs.
A finger like a thief at the gate, gently moves,
Within the silky river of your lubrication.
It slips inside, a welcoming host to my test.
Then, encouraged by the response, a second joins.
I am so wet.

You want more pleasure you pull my fingers upwards.
The beauty of your pubis, arrests and holds my gaze.
I move to that so sensitive spot just visible,
A clitoris so engaging it takes my breath away.
My movements across and circling as if it were my own.
I am excited.

A subtle caress, the lifting of your hips for me,
Gentle murmers that tell me where and how to caress.
You are close but want me to wait, I try for you,
For a moment we are suspended in that deep chasm.
I cannnot stop, we move on together.
I want this.

A deep groan, a tightening of muscles,
Then those pulsations that I feel with my hand.
Stomach muscles ebbing and flowing with your release.
A heightened sensitivity in that erotic spot,
My fingers inside you once more, feeling the force.
I cry with pleasure.

You come to me, our lips lock, tongues intertwined.
I want more, you know I need that ultimate release,
Your face is between my thighs a tongue darting forward.
A touch on my clitoris and the world goes dark.
I burst, I die, I struggle to breathe, the release is sublime.
I am in love.