I crave a lover
that understands the passion that fires
beneath the surface of my skin,
from the trace of
a single finger carrying emotion.
I crave something real in this world of fantasy;
I need hands, lips, eyes that can offer peace and stillness
to my restless soul and aching heart…
*
You held me, without ever having met me
You touched me, without holding my hand
You reached me, to a depth I’ve never even felt
You melted me, without ever holding my gaze
Take the best of me, you deserve the rest of me
Take my tender heart love is all that’s left of me..
*
As I lay down to sleep with my lover in my mind
my eyes were closed, almost on the point of sleep,
when I heard her whisper.
*
“It’s not sex I need, it’s soul sex.
I need to feel that connection,
that touch and presence,
love that heals from the inside out;
the one I will remember for the rest of my life.
It’s the poetry of you moving in and out of me,
vibrating within my naked soul.
Touch me there, lover…”
*
I opened my eyes, smiled, wrapped her in my arms
Holding her close I whispered
*
“Let me write and speak my words only to you”.
