the entire spectrum of love,
the blinding light beneath
quickening breath and words…
You have to own my entire heart.
Your colors flicker with change,
body a dusky shadow splashed
with warm candlelight,
I’ll say more tonight in the dark.
As your legs fall open to me,
waiting for a knowing touch
to trace along bare, smooth thighs,
flesh shivering as fingertips travel
closer to your fiery core.
But I know you the best,
can decode what the curve
of your shy smile tells.
The aching seconds before contact
always reach you the deepest.
You once said we connect in pieces first,
pleasure and pain seamlessly mingled
in the most cautious dance
before succumbing to instinct,
the ancient call to claim.
I can taste this as I draw near,
dripping lips to quench my thirst,
spread open until you’re all I breathe,
lungs possessed by fragrant lust.
And to know the entire spectrum
of your turbulent heart,
the nebulous center where
desire grows too raw to sense
and touch with just our hands…
You have to make me own you.
Your colors spiral with change,
body a dusky shadow splashed
with the last flickering glow
of blown out candlelight.
I’ll say more tonight in the dark.
As you open yourself to me,
waiting for a knowing length
to pierce and stretch inside,
flesh shuddering as I thrust
closer to your fiery core.
You know me the best,
can decode the unleashed moan
when your nails break skin,
spelling out names only you can read.
The aching seconds before
you cry out my name
always reach the deepest.
You say to slip deeper inside,
something like a lost language
escapes from my throat,
this ancient call to claim.
I can feel it drawing near,
to know this entire spectrum,
the moment when you flex around me,
our bodies and souls screaming fire…
This is when you have all of me.
