Lost In You
I see your face before me. An inch separates our lips. I feel the warmth of your breath as it flows from your mouth. Your eyes the window to your soul heed my captive, I feel your thirst, as you devour me. I am yours. As my moist palms rest mildly against the roughness of your cheeks the prickly sensation that generates my blood. I pull you close, our lips touch gently, I can smell your essence, and it compels me. I am yours; my heart pounds my breathing increases. Your hands are upon my waist, you force my body to unite with yours. My body feels unspeakable desire. Your hand palpates stroking my lower back. I urge myself to pull from you. I can’t I feel alive; I fear the destruction of my will as you lower your lips to my neck. Control is a forgotten word as I allow my will to devolve. You sense my deliberate motion; you ingest this as me mouthing the words “Yes”. You lift your head, you look into my eyes, you see the yearning, and my appetite reaches out to you. My clothes fall gently to the floor, we lay upon one another bare and exposed. Our insecurities are oblivious we are tied to the moment of passion. I feel the hardness of your gender it devours my frame with a thrust it penetrates my being I am now lost in you. I have no identity I am but one with you. You are my desire, my will. I hunger no more. My soul was born to be yours.
Written By Metessa