Desire

Your hair, soft as velvet, smooth as silk,
Glides forward, from where you pushed it behind your ear,
It frames your face and I smile.
My smile is disbelieving, I do not know how
I have captured someone as beautiful as you.

Your smell is distinct,
A scent of cigarettes, sex and a perfume
That I can’t place, strong, but gentle,
Like you.

Reaching out, I caress your face
You lean into my touch, your eyes clouded with desire
And I move in to kiss you.
Soft, and gentle,
But with a promise of more to come.

As the kiss deepens,
I can explore your mouth,
Learning its ridges, making you moan,
And beg for more.

Pulling away, I take in much needed air.
You are panting slightly,
Your chest heaving. I have never seen anyone
Quite as beautiful as you are now.

Wanting to take things further, you push me down,
Leaning in to kiss me again,
This time, hungry, passion laden,
Desire growing in both of us.

Relieving you of your top, I take a moment
To drink in your beauty. Creamy white skin,
Contrasting against the black lace edge of your bra.

Time seems to stop as we both undress,
Each piece of clothing removed
Reveals more of your skin, that begs to be touched,
Manipulated until your cries of passion deafen me.

We fall together, onto the bed,
A tangle of limbs,
Bodies slick with sweat as we move against each other.
Both striving to give as much as we are receiving.

Without warning, your body arches, muscles tensed
And you cry out, again and again.
Satisfied that you are fulfilled, I cradle you in my arms
And watch as sleep takes you for the night.

I do not worry, because I know when you wake,
We will have endless hours
In which to explore ourselves, and each other.

I kiss each of your eyelids and whisper, almost inaudibly,
“I love you.”