This is passion.
This is desire.
This is love.
I pull You towards me with an ache that throbs
so deeply inside me it is tearing me apart
with the intensity of the hunger.
You kiss me.
Pulling my wrists above my head.
Pressing me down into the silk sheets.
Throbbing as hard as the pulse of my heart.
Clasping the back of my neck as my hands free.
Drawning my body upwards to Yours.
Arching Your spine as I slowly draw my fingertips
downward, feeling each vertebrae as I connect with
Your flesh with just a hint of nail.
My lips ardently pressed against Your chest with
kisses trailing across as You tangle my hair in
Your fingers with moans of ecstasy tumbling from
Nerves tangled like the bedsheets as I raise my legs and
circle Your body, slowly, gently, with toes playing like
fingertips in a concerto of ardour.
I spell the letters of Your name in kisses across Your
flesh, in Morse code with my fingertips while my
legs encircle You and run against Your skin as if
I am reading braille.
A masterpiece of Worship through communion, through
conjoined pleasure, through thrusts that fill me inside
and let me know we are one.
Brilliant as the light of the sun, explosive as a supernova
rocking the Heavens. Screams shattering the silence
that reverberate pleasure. A rupture like lava spilling out
of a volcano as waves crash upon the shore.
And as we lay in the aftermath of stillness,
Your pulse thrumming through me.
~ Valentyna Holloway ©
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© @ValentyneDreams — Valentyna Holloway 2015