If We Were Lovers

If we were lovers

Sometimes just a look or a word or a touch can open up new worlds when two of the same mind are together. This is how I explain what happens when I take your hands and see your smile. My world expands and is never the same again. I feel weak, yet strong, impotent of thought, yet virile in desire, lost in mind, yet found in my soul. I feel everything good all at once.

I feel like I could burst with the joy I feel in my heart.

You make me more than I really am. You make me better than I really am. But you could never make me want you more, for I am consumed by you. I am taken over and given over to you and by you. You are woman, devine and perfect in my eyes. And I see you so clearly now, even though my eyes are filled with passion for you. That doesn't diminish my sight, but enhances your beauty and sensuality as I look at you.

Your flesh warms mine and causes my pulse to join yours in the cadence of life, as I want my body to join yours and become one. I feel your breath on my skin, wet and warm and sent from deep inside you, and I want to grab every little vapor and hold it, for it was in you and now is mine. I want everything I can have of you. And I want nothing from you...except all.

If we were lovers, I would hold you against me and tell you over and over of my love for you. I would touch your arms with a soft caress that would let all of my care for you flow into you. I would kiss your lips with a tenderness that would melt your heart as you melt mine. I would look in your eyes and tell you stories of complete and fulfilled love.

I would sing songs for you that never had been heard before and I would cause the birds to join in my praise of you. I would paint huge murals of colors so brilliant that eyes could not see them all, as tribute to your beauty. I would run faster and jump higher than mortals can. I would do anything for you.

If we were lovers, I would crush your body against mine and rock you with my desire and lust, and you would feel orgasms flow over you as I labored and pleasured to release your tension and repressed needs. And I would move gently and slowly in and on you as we became as one. Hot flesh, pressing together, writhing and moving and undulating in our deliciously rich love, lost to everything but us.

If we were lovers, you would lie with me and words would not be needed, for our hearts would know our thoughts. And we would drift away together, peacefully lost to the world.

And I would love you.

If we were lovers.