Longing (poem)

As my lips touch yours
the room is ignited
by an invisible fire
that burns between our bodies

Gripping your hair
I make my way in
tasting your every moan
Your pleasure is mine

we take each other
with our hands
with our fingers
with our desires

Your beauty kills me
and makes me
come alive again...
makes me come again

talk to me
through words unspoken
i can hear it
our enigma
our stamina
corresponding with each other

Arcs in our backs
trembling in our bodies
it's like electricity
generating our energy

Sweat collects
in the hollow of your stomach
on the brinks of
your brow

Head to toe
all around
in and out
I'm out reaching in

this is pure bliss
tantalizing pain
everything is here
but love...

© 2010 Holly O'Brien