Picture this:
The weight of each breath,
quickly getting stronger
and heavier with every step.
Your heart pulsing to
the thought of his embrace
against yours.
Under the moonlight he glows,
while under the sun he glistens.
So dumbfounded
for your physical
connection to someone
so seemingly different.
Bolts of electricity
run through every
nook and cranny of
you, just to the
smallest thought
of your chronicle.
A story so juicy,
You mustn’t tell a soul.
For its mystery
Is the dirtiest secret of all.
It is yours forever,
Embedded in your heart
And mind. Free
to picture every touch,
every smile,
and every word
that he whispers
into the barrel
of your ear.
Like the beat of
a drum.
Your heart pulses to
The movement of
your dance.
Toes intertwined
in each footstep,
out of inelegance
and out of entrancement.
It ends at the edge of
a cliff.
Dangling there,
Leaving you wanting more.