The elder poet

WANTING.

I see her . Wanting to embrace.

To hold. Wanting to melt into her arms.

To touch lips. Wanting to breath life into each other.

 

To feel . Wanting to run fingers through her hair.

To caress . Wanting to feel the softness of your skin.

To find . To find the hidden places that make you moan.

 

To massage . Wanting to oil every space. Every beautiful part of you.

To climax. Wanting to reach the highest point . For you as well as me.

Wanting . To lay with you . Fulfilled.Exhausted into your arms. Thank you.