My Love

the intake of breath

a single teardrop of sweat

a sweet kiss

burning on my lips

setting fire to my blood

igniting my nerves

soft hands

crawl across my skin

sinking into my flesh

a hot blush

an eyelash flutter

the world spins 

whirls

swirls 

silent

then a quiet falls

whispers chant

the secrets of the moment

we were incapable of uttering

Reviews

[Caradoc]

This definitely reminds me of something. I sometimes think that it's a shame that when we're in the moment our minds scramble and claw, never able to quite find the words we want. Our tongues become tied and we cannot speak what's in our heart because our minds are so fried they dropped the ball.

A nice write. It was...enticing.

-Caradoc

[Pax]

Intimate write with a touch of sensuality in it...
Great work.