in
the hush
of the darkness
whispered words
that live in the night
unsheathing need
without light
a shroud so smooth
within velvet
as a moan breaks the silence
and goes to desire
two hearts as one
pulsing
inviting more
until the anticipation of the.....leading
leads to more
rocking hips and fiery eyes
that leads to more
to kisses on trembling lips and inaudible replies
then the breath is gone
and a last sigh that is never in a rush
from the darkness
comes
a
hush
very well written and
very well written and pleasing to the senses. You are amazing.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.