Desire

Pull me under,
run through my veins
to a place
where I feel no pain.
Be my pillow
under my head.
Give me cover
when I'm in my bed.
Take me higher
then I've ever been,
take me down
and back again.
Come to me
be my disguise.
Open your heart,
let me inside.
come on, come on, come on.
Help me I'm falling.
The night is calling.

© Debbie Wilk

Passion

I can read the passion in your eyes,
As your gaze burns a trail over me.
Lost in the depths of your soul,
I have no desire to be found.
Fingers searching for my own,
They entwine; a promise of
What is soon to come.

For so long I have waited for this moment,
When we could finally be together.
Deep inside something tells me,
That even my wildest fantasies,
Cannot compare with what is to come.
Strong arms surround me, hold me,
And I melt; I succumb to your embrace.

Slowly, so slowly you lay me down,
Among the swaying green grasses.
The only witness to our act of love,
Is the chorus of cicadas that fill the air,
With their provocative melody.
A song meant only for the two of us,
As we prepare to become one.

I gasp, closing my eyes as you touch me,
Teasing me with your soft caresses.
Traveling further and further down,
Until you touch that spot; that one spot.
Parting my legs, I accept you inside.
Your expert moves make me writhe,
With pleasure I have never felt before.

Finally, I am ready for you my love.
Take me now in haste, for I cannot bear,
This waiting for much longer.
I arch my back to receive you.
Skin on skin, a perfect fit.
Instantly I am overcome with the,
Knowledge that this was meant to be.

As I feel the intensity deepening,
I know in my heart there is more,
To this than the mere act of sex.
The melding of our bodies is proof,
That we were destined to be together.
Wrapping my legs around you tightly,
I pull you deeper into my body, my soul.

In the deepening twilight under the stars,
Under the watchful eyes of the moon,
My voice cries to all who hear.
And our union is finally complete,
Body, heart and soul.

© Debbie Wilk