The Need

 

I see her resting there nude and unashamed

Nestled in the warmth of our bed lying upon crisp white linen sheets

Proud and in the finest days of her youth....she is in her essence

At the pinnacle of her womanhood

Her smoothe porcelin skin flawless, glowing....lit only by the firelight

Her face cradled in her thick dark hair....she smiles so sweetly

Those deep green eyes like crystals in the sunlight, they sparkle and transfix me

Her gaze intoxicates me, fills my heart with an ache I have never known

There is an overwhwlming need growing within me 

A desire that has possessed my very soul 

I watch her breasts rise and fall with each breath she takes

Shadows falling here and there she is a work of art to behold...to be held

She shines brightly, enchants me completely, intoxicates me

My gaze lingers and wanders as I fill my eyes with her beauty

Her pink painted toenails, the curve of her calf....the sweep of her thigh

The flair of her hips the slight arch of her back as she wriggles slightly

Her flat stomach, a never ending expanse of luxuriant flesh to be kissed....tasted...and

The dark and bewitching valley between her parted legs which seems to be calling....I need

To break the spell she has cast upon me, to reach out to....to touch her

My heart flutters and I feel a tightness in my stomach and now there is a tenseness within me

She watches me as I am looking at her and gazes into my eyes

She knows, understands my desire entirely, she knows me

She likes me this way full of fascination and burning on the inside

I can see that she is on fire and filled with an aching to be touched....

She longs to sit upon the pedestal of my love to be lifted above all else in my world....

To beheld as if she is a Godess or a carefully crafted sculpture created out of Gods passion

She looks at me, reaches for my hand and lays it insistently upon her thigh

The longing is too great and my tormennt must end, our torment must end

I am broken shattered into a thousand pieces of desire trying to fall all around her

To possess her to become her to enshrine her inside of myself and to feel her there forever

'Til the last beat of my heart and the final pulse of blood slows in my veins

She is my love, my life, my one true desire and my hearts content

I see her resting there nude and unashamed....warm and satisfied our love held inside of her

If we could live a thousand years

I would remain right here

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I thought I would write a different type of poem. Usually I'm kinda somber in my writing.

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