Want You To...

want you to see me
pretty
lovely
breathtaking when you
grasp me
breath me
inhale me and
sigh so deeply

want you to find me
sexy
wanting
holding me so carefully
caressing skin
combining desire
whispered name
repeated again and again
stirred emotion
mounting and rising
excited by the
simple nearness and
anticipation of
exploration anew

want you to taste me
delicious
exquisite
unique and forbidden
but unable to remove
to refrain
must absorb entirely
and submerge completely
knowing the
pure passion will be
returned, revisited
poured smoothly upon you
like loves thick honey

want you to know me
intimately
personally
dipping past exterior
sipping on the deep depths
soulful marination
mental musing and
physical manifestations
of love in every form
I conceive and serve
to you

want you to love me

Would It Be Wrong?

Would it be wrong
to think on you?
Really?
to think about you
in the middle of my day
wondering whether I could
penetrate your armor
and bring to you
my smile

Would it be wrong
to want you?
Really?
To imagine caressing you gently
teaching true intimacy
enclosed space with minimal motion
holding and breathing
watching and learning
understanding the width and
indulging in your length

Would it be wrong
to experience you?
Really?
Letting go and seeking peace
in the wondrous annuls of your mind
the glorious channels
of your soul
the unique entry to your heart
through the passionate open
of oral response

Would it be wrong
to love you?
Really?
To look past flaw and
perceived idea
accepting the reality and
trueness that represents
effort and struggle
belief in the divine unity
of man and woman
of me and you
allowing it to guide
supersede and lead to eternity

Would it be wrong?
How could it be?

Only A Dream

How can a dream
feel so real
a touch still make the spine tingle
a word still raise possibilities of love
heart rate increasing and
inhaled breath suddenly gone shallow
a giggle a
promised word
an emotion to seal the deal
make this coupling whole
the pairing real

Just a dream?

Laying on one side
disappointment flowing
rushing, spreading through
this being like
venom in the blood
so close, so near
I never realized I liked him
wanted him
had any feeling at all toward him
yet, the mirage felt so real
his smile a broad oasis
his touch a secret delight
as I cleared the table he
touched the back of my knee
smiled at my sudden reaction
announced his want
only for me

nestled so deeply in the
comfort of the mind
I believed and succumbed
thrilled at the excitement of
new love
again

Until light pours across my eyes
and ears absorb daily household chaos
mind clears and relinquishes
sleepy mist and unspoken, embedded longings

I swallow disappointment
reality creeping into remembrance and
bringing realization that
it was merely a dream

Your Everything

I wanna go back
to that night
pick up where I left off
remove that period and
insert a comma

I got scared

It was really that simple, that foolish
you laid it all out, bare and for real
I wasn't looking for a life time commitment
and you didn't offer it
we both were already tied up
forever mended and linked
to other souls

But your raw and pure offer
was all of you
for that night, for that moment
the gaping whole from your love life
begging for me to pour in and fill
What more could I ask
what more could I want

So in the awkward silent pause
i looked into your eyes
and saw an innocence that
I could fall in love with
a gentleness that I could
cradle my soul against
a purity that I could
rest my spirit in

and I got scared

Can I have that night back
that moment, that infinitesimal
minuscule fraction of a second
when the universe existed
in your eyes and
your eyes absorbed only me
and, my reflection framed so lovingly
longingly
changing the play into
ever binding fulfillment
for that moment it was clear
I could have been your everything

Silent Attempt

How did I feel to you
tell me
did you notice the softness of my body
the fullness of me
did you recognize my mounted pressure against
the lean swerve of you

Was it alien and foreign or
did I feel like home?

What could I have done
what should I have said
did the warmth of me send a clear signal
uninterrupted and static free?

Maybe I could've pressed harder
made sure my blossoms left a
carved imprint into your heart
or probably should have
opened my mouth and let it spill out
clarified my desired intent

but we both know
that is something I
would never do

So, did my message come across to you
were you able to properly decode it
translate my desperate meaning
for what it was worth?

or did my secret attempt to
reach you end up
misjudged, abandoned and unwanted?

Still

I can still hear him
his voices carries in my head
hoarse and dry
thick with emotion and want
promising me forever
the sound moves me
breaks my resolve and
loosens the very core of my being

I can still feel him
lips pressed against the shell of my ear
moving slowly to the top of my neck
arms wrapped firmly around me
drawing me in
hands gently pressing and lightly stroking
pressed flat against the small of my belly
understanding the swell of my body
his simple touch and exploration
causing me to catch my breath and
close my eyes
bite my tongue and
ride his tidal wave

I can still taste him
lingering on each and every bud
his sweetness so addictive
overwhelming me
arousing an innate yearning hunger
an insatiable craving for him

I can wait
with my eyes closed, my body still
my mouth shut
I can wait
because I am still with him