beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Stripped

Stripped of everything

Including civility

I’m speaking in acts

The words have done

Their work and retreat

Against the urgency

Of you

Only you

Hem lifted

Underwear torn away

Things I would apologize

For if I thought it

Necessary but

How your eyes shine

A little fear,

A lot of want,

You may not see the

seething

Want

But feel it

Hard, bright and beautiful

Warmth

Trembling thighs apart

As my fingers find you

Obeying my only rule

Feed me with your eyes

The honey on my fingers

Tastes as sweet as it feels

And even my caveat

Of asking permission

Is a route to

pulsing surrender

Watching sunsets explode

In your eyes

Breaking and

Remaking

Say my name

As my actions

Gift feeling

Better stronger and more

Than anything

You’ve known

 

 

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