Precious Treasure

Who knew it would happen?

So unexpected.

Friends.

Friends for so long,
so who knew?

It was a twinkle,
a smile,
a giggle,
and it was done.

I wanted you so badly.

Did you want me?

Did you, I wondered,
I dreamed,
I hoped.

A glance,
a sigh,
a little touch to the thigh,
to the small of your back.

A pat,
a smile,
a giggle,
and I knew it was done.

You knew too.

So often,
the brilliantly sparking eyes,
secretly gazing under those long eyelashes,
at me.

Secretly.

But I saw you,
and you saw me seeing you.

And smiling together, at our secret little joke.

What's funny they would ask?

What is it?

Nothing.

And we would smile.

Then the seeking,
the yearning to be together.

Secretly together,
with quick touches,
a little kiss,
or two.

Feeling the heat of your body,
as you felt me.

Secretly.

The need,
the passion,
growing,
growing so strong and attracting our bodies
together.

Groping,
caressing,
wanting more and more.

Needing more.

Each secret rendezvous was short,
so short.

Too fast but so fulfilling,
completing the urge,
the passion and the glory
of fated love.

You opened your body to me,
and I gave you all of me,
all I had to give.

My heat, and my praise, and my worship.

Of you,
my precious treasure.

My own,
discovered at last,
and never to be given up.

No.

No, it would never end.

Oh god, let it never end.

The pounding thrusting tempo
of lustful elation,
as you felt me worshiping your body
with mine.

Crying out your love
and your need
for me.

No, it would never end.

Oh god, let it never end.

Please,
let us never let it end.

Our secret.