Perceptions stolen by the daylight slide through you
in a warm-cold flush that arouses every sense.
The t-shirt that rubs against my skin a gentle whisper of
your breath
when you seduce me with your tongue, your mouth, your words
just a murmur
that hums through my veins and connects with the off-beat
vibration
that’s the spirit of dark nights, of wild existence. Nothing is questioned,
nothing is asked and what you assent to is acceptable... with a hiss of recognition,
our senses intertwined, and thus these words that formed
from my lips:
“May I take your hand, I’ll lead you, no need to think, just
follow me,
feel the light that is your eyes reveal to you what I can
see,
breathe the sweet addictive scent, into your veins I want to
creep,
yet I promise to hold you as soft as the breeze that kisses
your naked skin when you sleep,
and your pleasures, most freely, I’ll let you feel.”
A truly delightful read, warm greetings!
ReplyDelete... mmmmm ... smiles ...Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteOh my. How could they not follow an invitation
ReplyDeleteas warm and intimate as that.
Delicious last stanza.
Sensual and lovely!!
ReplyDeleteI love that the night loves me and I her--there is no seduction left between us it is all willing and conSENSUAL.
ReplyDeleteIncredible writing. I especially like these:
ReplyDelete"Perceptions stolen by the daylight slide through you
in a warm-cold flush that arouses every sense."
"you seduce me with your tongue, your mouth, your words just a murmur"
"Nothing is questioned,
nothing is asked"
"into your veins I want to creep"
You two make a very hot couple. Don't stop writing! You should write every day, girl.