Momentary Ecstasy

Hi Lovelies,

I hope you've been enjoying the works I've been sharing, but today, we're going back in time.  This poem is another oldie but goodie-even older than the last actually.  This one was originally written over 11 years ago!  So, again, we've made some edits, but the bones are essentially the same.  Fair warning that it's a little steamy...ooh la la.  As someone said upon reading the original, "Does someone have a cigarette?"  Enjoy ;)


Your scent gets heavier,
and even with my back to you,
I can smell your approach.

Your hand lands on my hip,
gently turning me to face you,
those dark brown eyes gazing into mine.

Those eyes that are my world
lock onto mine,
and I can't look away.

I feel your hand gently glide up my arm
and onto my face,
caressing my cheek.

I lack self control,
my face turns in,
and yet there you are.

Your fingers,
both calloused and soft,
are now under my chin.

The tension grows
as our gaze locks once more,
my body automatically moving closer to yours.

Solid and unmoving is the chest pressed into mine,
as I melt further into your arms,
aware of how dangerously close we are.

Your leg is now holding mine,
as my feet step back,
until my calves press into the bed.

And as your eyes hold mine,
those devilish hands float to my waist
and your lips touch my forehead.

I feel my lips part
as my eyes close,
and let out a small sigh.

Our lips become magnets,
searching for one another
and once found, locking on.

Fingers dig into flesh and hair,
tongues dance behind closed lips,
and heartbeats race within each chest.

My defenses are gone,
this is my ecstasy,
I have no control.

As we become one,
your name falls from my lips,
and my body becomes yours.

I want it to last forever.
I'm addicted to your touch
and I'm always needing more.