A great mystique compells me.
The mysteries of where fingers touch skin.
How we got here I’m not sure.
Magical, breathtaking, undulating flesh smooth to the touch.
I cry at such release. As such to behold such I cower.
Not the take charge kind of person am I.
I hesitate but the memory of our union calls me in the night.
I am awestruck. I may have just actually seen for the first time.
All those other encounters…just as usual. Nothing new here except my musings.
My body is shaking to think of such.
The closeness, the longing.
I am but a small thing in a vast expanse.
Yet I burn bright in the darkness.
The darkness kindles me and I call it friend.
All else is alien to me.
Yet as if some adventurer I seek answers.
In the crevasses to the expanse of flesh.
So wisp me away dear night.
I am called by the carnal but I stay for your calming heartbeat.