1 November 2012
~Warning: Suggestive Material. 16+ ~
I chase you around my mind, Down synapses that beg to be replayed, Thoughts of you defined By memories of forehead kisses, Skin grazed by two days stubble, Hands upon your familiar outline, A soft sigh on slightly parted lips, Rush of heat bought on by The gentle brush of fingertips, Love and lust leading us beyond the Walled garden of a deepening friendship, We entrust our bodies to each other, The only nervousness borne of expectation, My trust well earned, your deft fingers Work the rhythm of my overwrought body, A gift, a tireless giving until Hand in hand, fingers knotted together, I can balance on the edge no longer, Dive, head first, into the warm And satisfying pleasure Of a tightening and release of Every satiated and worn-out muscle, We collapse and kiss and revel in The wonder of each other until, Strength and lust renewed, we begin again; A lover's never ending requiem.
A Lover's Requiem • Opuss № I