Lust has once again
Walked through my door.
An eerie likeness
Of a past lover
Stands before me
Eager to learn what I have to teach.
His smile, mischievous and wanting
His eyes, playful and full of desire
Daring me to fix my gaze on his.
I blush and look away.
His body is hard and strong
And I take every opportunity I can
To have my hands upon his perfect form,
Making adjustments in his practice,
Deepening his poses
Bringing him to that
Same ecstasy I feel in my own practice.
That same ecstasy that
Keeps me wanting more.
Makes me hot with desire
To make love to my soul
Every day of my life
On and off my mat.
I want him to know that feeling.
I want him to understand that passion.
I want him to feel that desire.
I want him to experience that ecstasy alongside me.
Knowing that I was the one
Who helped bring him to that place
In his body,
In his mind,
In his soul.
Our bodies hot and sweaty,
One person’s breath matching the other
Within the same confined space
Culminating in a breathless afterglow.
It’s sex for the soul,
Mental masturbation,
A sensual seduction
That keeps the heart coming back for more.
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damn sensual..beautiful..just too amazingly touching every cell of me! GREAT expressions..you are so passionate,i feel it..:)
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm so happy you are enjoying my poetry. I can only write when my emotions truly move me to do so. It has to be overwhelming to a point that it spills onto the page.
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