Anticipate

Anticipate

A Poem by Brighid an Lasair

Let me trace the flesh of your frame-
With the gentle tips of my fingers-
Before dragging my nails parallel to your spine-
My gaze meets yours�"
Your eyes alive with the fire of a thousand burning embers-
I could be happy like this-
My fingers flirting with your flesh-
Your eyes seducing mine-
In this darkened, private room-
Away from the rest of the world-
Our stance becomes horizontal-
And we’re wrapped in blankets-
My head resting on your chest-
Listening to the steady, rhythmic pulse of your heart-
Your fingers play through the ends of my hair-
A touch so enticing-
I can’t resist�"
I lift my head-
My lips search for yours-
To know them�"
As I long to know the rest of you-
But I’m awakened by a shaking pause�"

There is no darkened room-
No figures lying in an intimate embrace-
No, not yet�"
Still my mind races for these moments-
Imagined and desired-
In the height of dreaming hours-
Beneath a glowing moon-

© 2010 Brighid an Lasair


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Great blend of reality and dream. Loved the build up and love the emotion and longning for emotion on part of the subject. Really liked this.

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Brighid an Lasair
Brighid an Lasair

Myrtle Beach, SC



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Just a few facts about me: I grew up just outside of Boston, I absolutely adore it, even now. I'm a huge fan of the arts in general. Many of my pieces were written in 24 hours diners over cu.. more..

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