Karoline

Volupté

Trembling,
Gasping,
I feel you
Dance across my skin,
Painting me
With your touch.

Fluttering,
Floating,
Brush strokes of colour,
Enveloping me,
My mind lost
Inside the music.

A peak,
I whimper
As I come undone,
Falling backwards
Onto the cusp
Of oblivion.