Cinnamon Brown

So cinnamon brown
warm and gentle
molding me with
kind touch
smell, earthy but masculine
lingering

So sweet to the taste
light lips exchange
breathless whispers
We barely touch, but
connect all the same
eyes closed, holding onto
images of you,
cinnamon brown

So deep, blush rose
embarrassed by instant attraction and
mind wandering magnetism to
cinnamon brown
curiosity overwhelming all home training
rose petals velvet to the touch
blooming to expose lush inside
responding to
cinnamon brown kisses and whispers
breezes and tickles

So magical, opening so slowly
enthralled and more engorged
deep rose in full bloom
longing for
cinnamon brown

Merging cohesively, creating
blinding gold tinged lights
stars and seamless glow
breathless fixation as
this light grows brighter, stronger
consciousness fades while light surges
within, smooth and full then
shuddering and thrashing
gasping and seizing
bursting into a million fragments
eyes open, amazed
rested on you
cinnamon brown

Technorati Profile