Your Eyes

Emboldened by the lust in haunted eyes
I stand before you naked,
offering my body for whispering caresses,
and fevered discoveries,
bathing heated flesh with raptured bliss.

Our lips touch lightly,
slowly dancing,
pressing harder into a surging crush,
exposing the needs and wants of each contour,
each desire, each fantasy,
to reach beyond the dreams suffered in the night.

The urge demands soft velvet,
pressed with hardened tips
meeting each forbidden call,
and sealed together by the heat of tangled limbs.

Dancing bodies molded into one,
with an echoing precision of frenzy,
played out on crumpled sheets,
until the last note of music slowly fades into soft release,
captured forever in my heart, and soul.