Erotic PoetrySiobahnI dream...
You are an Oasis. A pool of fire in my desert.
I burn myself on your shores.
Your touch is like embers falling across my skin.
But there is no pain.
We meet...
dark, hypnotic, enigmatic and intelligent.
Your hair is like fire,
framing your face in curls of flame.
We kiss...
long like the Irish summer eve.
We talk...
but your eyes betray your desire.
I love the sound of your words as they cascade into my mind.
I tell you my heart's thoughts and you blush.
We touch...
Our lips collide and, like atoms, they create a spark.
We roll together, wrapped in passion and lost in desire.
We feel the weight of our hearts against one another.
And there is need.
I explore...
Lace fabric enhances your shape while hiding your beauty.
I free you from bondage.
Soft silk gives way to milky skin.
Your breasts fall loose.
Nipples harden to express joy at their freedom.
A wave of crimson flows through your cheeks.
We free ourselves from the rest of our bonds.
We taste...
I suckle your bosom; your breath rasps sharply.
Our lips mesh once more
and the sweetness of your soul flavours mine.
You move...
a cat prodding its way to a comfortable perch.
The forest of your love brushes me:
I shudder.
Your eyes bore a hole into my subconscious.
Your breasts sway as if to hypnotise me.
I am in your power.
Shock...
In a split-second of searing heat we are one.
Time...
and we move as one with the World.
Our lives have intertwined for so long,
now our souls will as well.
Waves...
Our forms writhe in the surf of pleasure we have created.
Hearts beat in tune with the crashing waves
and the tempo increases with each passing second.
Sundries...
Your lava strands drip perspiration onto my brow.
You sweep your chest over my aching lips,
teasing me with your succulent fruit.
My hands knead your back, your hips, your thighs --
your behind fills them and I pull.
My fullness collides with your womb and the moment is nigh.
The ocean breaks through.
Climax...
The beat grows stronger and deeper.
Light explodes within us and we are scorched.
Passion crashes upon the shore of our union.
We are one Soul, one Heart, one Love.
Backs arch, lungs swell, voices cry out into the darkness:
Joy!
Afterglow...
and our perspiration mingles.
Your pounding heart surges through your breasts
into my chest.
The night drifts in on whispered names,
emoted love, and cooling skin.
Heartbeats dwindle and passions ease,
but souls once joined can never fully part.
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Patrick Donovan
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