In the room standing naked

In the room standing naked

 

Your beauty shines through every pore.

 

These fingers, lips and tongue are but the tools to join us closer.

 

You reach out your arms to enfold me, your breasts are lifting to my mouth

 

As my head descends to you, to marvel at your wonders

 

Like an antique traveler in unknown territory, pausing and tasting the delights that he sees along the way.

 

I long to kiss and touch the outer sheath that is your body

 

Like the slow explorer and careful hunter to sniff and wonder

 

And like the train across the hills to lick the valleys up,

 

And press my soft caress into your soul to give it comfort.

 

I feel my skin is melting in the presence of your wanting

 

It drips from off my body and leaves me denuded to the core.

 

And when we embrace it is our insides that are clinging to the fiery centre of our common sun.

 

And I am astounded to be in the presence of your desire

 

Your sighs and lifting legs that rest upon my shoulders

 

Your knees drawn back and your open mouth that’s panting

 

As if we’re birthing some astonishing marvel of purest pleasure.

 

And when you groan and shudder, I feel you melt into a flowing liquid

 

That could be the ocean of our beginning. 

 

I am the swimming cell that seeks its mate in your being,

 

Filled with love and as vast as the ancient sea.