I fear to touch you, sometimes



I fear to touch you
sometimes
mostly in the quiet

interludes

after our passions
have been appeased

never doused

I fear
that I'd change you
change us
alter this mindbreaking path
we're on

I tell myself
softly

This is Love

I shiver
you've touched me
in that way

again

Our bodies seem so
perfect
together

I know that yours is perfection
I knew the first day
I knew when I first saw your shy smile
I knew much later
when you lay before me nude

that first time
caught in my mind it is

mouth curved in a smile
eyes lit as from within
your chest slowly rising

and falling

my eyes drawn to your breasts
pink tipped, never yet touched
by my lips
(we'd remedy that)

slender waist drawing my sight
down your curves
to the valley of your sex
legs spread slightly
(not so shy now)

touching your wetness
and smiling as my body responds
in the obvious way

but this time, this is the first time
it's for you, and you draw me forward
and into you, where we are joined
I ache with the feel of you
your limbs encasing me

as does your sex


your perfection uplifts me
but you
you say it's mine that lifts you

the way I look not into your eyes
but past, into your soul
at the moment that we orgasm
touching for that moment
in the only way I can
my wish of crawling inside you
and having us become one

you tell me it's not just that
but the fear
you see it in my eyes
afterwards

in those quiet interludes

and you wait
knowing I have to do this myself

and then when I've looked past the fear
(something you've helped me to learn,
through your gentle ways)
and holding you

I whisper the words
my soul knows are true

"I love you"

for being you
and helping me be me
and to please let me touch that
inner part of your soul

forever


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