Lens of the Camera
by LateNiteFantasy©
My desk and chair
became my private place
I was alone with you
thoughts of you led my fingers
to explore where your touch was needed
not yet dark, but in a shadowed room
I watched this scene played out
the sights and sounds filled this room
as I invited you in
with my eyes closed I touched
explored and lifted to meet a touch
needing to be yours
breathless and sweaty
fulfilled yet wanting
I have the moment to reflect upon
I can push the button
see it again and again
as the camera caught the shadowed movements
and the hungry sounds of a uninhibited voice
trying to seek release
has brought yet more need
I can close my eyes tomorrow
reflect upon the sounds
and bring you here again
