March 15, 1991
As the moon rises over my shoulderI sense you with me
Breathing
I turn to catch your glance and
I nearly miss it
Our hands touch
Vaguely remembering each other
From last time
More warmth than I knew possible
In your fingertips
More passion simmering underneath
Than has been felt
In my being
We kiss
At first
I simply need to touch your lips
With mine
Then
I want to feel more
Your lips are sweet
And it's all I can taste
as I
fall
spinning
I close my eyes
I dream of us locked
In a powerful
ecstatic
embrace
Rain pounds down
Upon our bare skin
As unrelenting as our
passion
In a fervent race
We consume one another
Bound to you
I can't get enough
I would
eat you alive
if I could
There's so much of you to have
Perspiration intermingles
as flesh
warms with
the friction
The heat
burns me
from the inside
out
I can't stop it
I die
I faint
I fail
Only to open my eyes again
To see you
Kissing me
And watching me
Kiss you
Poetry by Gretchen Hunter
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Written on 2010-01-01 at 22:49
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