Tuesday, August 15, 2006

On my knees.
Hair hiding my eyes.
Swept away in lust.
A part of me wholly free.
Lost in the moment.
Lost while I feel you.
A need to hear you.
Strong hands grip my hair.
My eyes tell a story.
Of lust, passion, intensity.
Release of control.
This is my greed.
Selfishness my only excuse.
Take me, teach me, need me.

4 comments:

Kent said...

Deja vu.

The Seeker said...

Mmmm... nice.

WDKY said...

You're an amazing poet. One day I want them all in a book, and sent to me sealed with a lipstick kiss, and your smell...

Have a wonderful weekend x

Al Sensu said...

very nice, made me think of...

Something isn't very clear, my love
Should the teacher stand so near, my love
Graduation's almost here my love
Teach me tonight

- Sammy Cahn