Days Erupt

A glistening pearl aroused by your state
Sits atop the hardness it escaped.
And poised in wait for me to taste,
I salivate, anticipate.
And pushed to limits, patience wanes,
I dive towards you and satiate….
…. And in the instant, days erupt
Filling you with stowed desire;
A volcano of liquid burst afire.

Muse

I’m addicted to you;
Trounced by an enigma.
I’m consumed by my weakness,
Overcome by rampant desires,
Propelled by perplexing contradictions.

You’re my muse;
Magnetized despite impossibilities.
I’m tempted by your furtiveness,
Drawn by your exquisite humanity,
Charmed by perfect imperfections.

I’m provoked to creativity;
Satiated in my deepest cravings.
I’m gripped by your intensity,
Thrown into our penetrating union,
Seized by the intrigue of the infinite.

Unquenchable

I thirst.
Fine beads of sweat summon;
Salty, mineral, natural.
Taken on my tongue with fervor,
They provide only temporary satiety
Like a paradisiacal mirage.

I long to sip from your corporeal drink;
The liqueur of your body’s desire,
The deep pools of your musk.
I dream of a beautiful paradox:
All-encompassing fulfillment,
Yet unquenchable thirst.

Bathed

I sit in bath poured hot, lavender infused,
Savouring a deserved pause.
I watch snowflakes flitter to their soft resting place.
Glistening; I am illuminated only by streetlight.

I close my eyes and imagine your kiss;
Cool against my hot lips, so thirsty.
You are omnipresent in my life,
Though you bathe me in uncertainty.