The Edge of Ecstasy

More than simple lust,

two souls begging to meet
discovering secrets hidden
beneath silken sheets...

Standing... at the edge of ecstasy
slow moving
trembling,
beneath your capable body

mind cluttered

thoughts~ swirling

with breathless need.

Oh... the edge comes closer still

my fingertips tell you so

as they grip,
I can't be close enough.

Consumed,
by this, by me, by you, 

by... us, by wild, primal fire,

quenching my unending thirst, 

passions reaching toward the spire

I am completely immersed.

A gravitational shift
the feel of waters racing

movement flowing between mountains

the time has come

I crumble,

surrender,

to the force...

that is you.

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

HOT, Aramey...I was entrenched in your poetic words...like I was there...really intense emotion and is eases up in the end...a beautiful read that I enjoyed. :)

[Aramey]

I try to work in several different themes in my writing. Thank you so much for the read and encouraging words :)

[Everett DeValle]

Well, I enjoy your themes, Aramey...write on. :)

[Steve]

Oh my....this is very well done. The word pictures here are sensational. It sounds like you guys had fun!

[Aramey]

This was more of an imaginative thing :) Living vicariously through my writing. Thank you for the comment and reading :)