Heaven's Embrace

Lightheaded and trembling, my heart beat hard in my chest as I pulled you close. The light curls at the back of your neck danced lightly along my fingers as I drew you in. Your full, warm breast felt heavy in my hand as I caressed you under the soft, warm sweatshirt you use to hide your womanly grace. Tension ran screaming along the muscles of my thighs, hot, electric flutters calling in sympathy and desire to the quivering I felt in your back as you leaned heavily and eagerly into me. I felt such a rush of heady arousal at the warm, light odor of your hair as I wrapped myself, heart, body and soul to you, and whispered, hot and breathy, a private verse of love, devotion and deepest human desire into you waiting ear. A poem for you heart and your ears only, a thing never written and never spoken again, naught but the feathered words straining to break free of my trembling heart and fly on passion’s wings to yours. As you hold me tighter and tighter I am overcome! My ears are ringing, rushing tones of howling desire lift the hairs along the back of my arms…. and my trembling lips touch tentatively upon the soft, flushed skin of your cheek. As you turn, gracefully and smoothly, to meet me, my hand tightens upon your breast, lifting and pressing as I softly moan deep in my chest, overcome by the mad belief that you are truly in my arms! At the first touch of our lips I gasp and pull back slightly, frightened by the intensity, the fire that burns behind. Slowly, timidly, I move back and sink longingly into a deep kiss, aching to poor my heart and soul into you. Slowly, trembling together, hearts and bodies inherently in tune, we sink to the floor. Cradled by the soft warmth of the carpet, held safe in the dark embrace of our perfect night, we embrace, becoming a single creature, a joined expression of loving desire, drawing a single instant out towards heaven’s infinite shores. My heart explodes in sympathy to my loins as your thigh presses home in time to you lips caress. I tremble as I release your breast, smoothing the flesh along your ribs and reaching downwards, begging an unasked question, tingling in anticipation of the passion that is building between us. The warm night closes in about us, a dark shroud wrapping us within passion’s embrace, and forever beyond the regard of this harsh world’s eyes. As time, space and all inhibitions flee our senses, a single phrase lies anxious upon my lips. May I find the courage, it seems, might I find my heart’s breath and quietly proclaim how I love you.This is a present for a special person, someone who deserve's far more than I can offer. Written April 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 12:27 AM PST   0 • 16