Our eyes meet across the room,
A spark, an immediate attraction
The world disappears, it’s a quiet tomb
Your feet move, deciding to take action.
You order a drink, to break the ice
Although I don’t feel anything but the heat.
Your eyes are unveiled, undisguised
Discouraging a hasty retreat
Our conversation carries well
Across topics I will never keep in mind.
Possibly politics, creation, writing, or the existance of hell
Or even about where we’re from, the people we left behind…
“Take me home,” I tell you.
The look in your eyes exciting me
We pay the bill and it was your house we drove to
Wondering what the night would be.
You close the door when I walk in
And kiss me on the spot
So passionately, it must be a sin,
But this is so right, I know that it’s not!
Sauntering to the bed, you lay me down
And proceed to make us both nude
Skin on skin, not uttering a sound
Neither one wanting to shatter the mood…
I begin stroking your engorged cock
Loving how it throbs in my hand
It looks so appealing, I try not to gawk
I want it more than I had planned.
I wrap my lips,
Pumping at a slow, then feverish pace
Bobs and weaves, lifts and dips
Until you release upon my face.
I clean up and kiss you
