Nov 13, 2002

Desire

There you are before me
Caramel skin glistening
Supple and soft
Muscles bunching beneath
Liquid brown eyes fathomless
Gazing into mine
Long graceful fingers
Stroking down my arm
Sending shivers
Sweet succulent lips
Capturing mine in a feverish dance
I place my hands
Behind your smooth bald head
Press my breasts
Against your broad chest
Mold my thighs
Against yours
Feel my heart
Beat madly with
Desire
Your hand reaches down
Seeking
Finding the moist recesses
Of my very being
I moan against your lips
And you smile
I melt against you
Whispering your name
We sink to the bed
Caught in a desperate embrace
I clutch the sheets helplessly
Powerless to stop the
Desire
I taste myself on your tongue
I rise above you
Hair trailing down your stomach
As your muscles tense
And I hear you groan
And my knees grow weak
We join together
In an ancient rythym
Lips entwined
Reaching
Finding
Utter satisfaction
Even though you’ve gone for now
Your taste still lingers
On my lips
Your scent remains
On my sheets
Your essence still
Holds my soul captive
Until the next time
We’re overtaken by
Desire

6 Responses to “Desire”

  1. Kari says:

    ooooh this poem could make a girl loose her religion. holy smokeroos.
    *runs off to take a shower*

  2. cat says:

    wow… that poem is so breathtaking, it just sucks you into another world, and yet… it’s so true. just where do you find this amazing poetry tricia? you can never get too much of it. :)

  3. Tricia says:

    This poem is actually one of my very own. :nyah:
    And :LOL: at Kari…run, girl, run!

  4. Michelle says:

    Damn, woman. Damn. Whew. Now that’s some poetry right there. Wooo. *lol*

  5. etcetera says:

    tricia, you’re going to get me in trouble (lmao). i loved it, sweetie. i checked out your other poems before as well. you are multi-talented. love you too. ;) :lovey:

  6. I should’ve waited to read this at home.
    Then I could take a cold shower, afterwards.