I watch your body
dimmly lit
light filtering through the shadows
untouchable, unattainable.
See your eyes
a crystal grey
ignite all dormant urges
within.
I long for each touch
with a drawn out sigh
each stroke which seeps
beneath the surface
electrifies from inside out
the sweetest burns imaginable.
I long to touch your naked flesh
and taste it between my lips
and run my tongue over every curve
of muscle on your body.
I bite my lip
at the thought
of warm kisses from your lips
trailing down my neck and to each breast
I'm breathless at the image
of your hands caressing me
touching me
unbound within the expanse
of a fantasy land of my own...
dreams of what I want to do to you
of all the things
my mind could create
for you and I
I sigh,
I'll save it for another day
Forbidden Fruit
tastes sweeter
by the second.

04/06/2003

Author's Note:

Posted on 04/07/2003
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