flowing from his stance, his posture;
Roots that remain unwavering
by his shoulder-width apart.
He defies logic and reason
and defines it in the same breath;
an intimation of his own conclusion,
confident, absolute, concrete
except for the endless possibilities;
Would you be so daring as to fantasize...
Touch, feel the strength teasing your fingertips
such an intense wave of electricity:
Tendrils of excitement tying up your breath,
the sweetest asphyxiation.
Taste, if you would be so bold...
Just a terrifying thought that makes your mouth water.
Would his kiss be gentle, demanding, intoxicating?
See the luster of your passion on your parted lips.
Could you imagine yourself lost,
hidden in the strength of his embrace
restored by his warmth while your body responds
pressed against someone so different, difficult.
Your veins pulse with heat, blood rushing, rushing...
A gorgeous contrast to his mysterious apathy
Calloused contradiction to your tender skin;
You watch demurely, taking it all in...
Confused but clear
You're flustered but you know what you want
Taken, used, desired; if only you could be that fulfilling.
your breath bated for his satisfaction.