now we walk

it seems those walls keep tumbling down

Now we walk.

                   Out into the dark night.

Moon hidden
by the growth of trees.

                   I feel you there.

Your power.

Your eyes gleaming bright.

         I feel you breathing.

 

Closer.

                    Closer.

Every moment I feel you closer.

Knowing

 

          I will be a feast

                     for your hungry hands

ravaged by you
                    

                     moved by the night

           trembling

with the want of such a thing

your heat
           surrounds me

in ways I never felt

                           before

I melt and am reborn

on my knees

Author's Note

it wanted to stretch and reach

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This is different for you, which I quite liked. I felt the longing and the tentative craving that began as a ripple and ended as a wave. I can relate to this...just the pure expanse of abandon that at times seems so absolutely attractive.

Technically: I'm wondering at the many different single lines. I felt a little as though I was jumping from line to line instead of flowing. Just my personal opinion, though.

Overall, a sensual, beautiful piece.

[Emily B]

thanks, at one time it was all left justified, still trying to decide what it wants to be when it grows up

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Oh, I like the right and left formatting, just the separate lines made it a little choppy. Was thinking more of a "short stanzas" feel...I don't know. Then again, I'm not some stylistic genius, so allow it to grow on its own, you will make the right choices!

[Natasha Ashway]

I enjoyed this! I'm generally enjoying variations to the theme of night at present, and entertaining my dark fantasies of Anne Rice's character Lestat. Seems this is a lovely and innocent tryst though [no dark vampires :-)] - how exciting too! Delicious thoughts, nice write.
Thanks for sharing!

[Suzanne Deakins]

wow,,,, few words big meaning ... this is powerful!!! i like it. Suzanne

[The Tao of Bri]

Glistening moonlight stride! AMAZING! Raw and all encompassing.. Brilliant.

[GetTheHellOut]

Looks like a wonderful walk. Great work. Nice poem.

[KUFU]

WOW! The ending...splendidly decadent. I must respond

You've never known the passion,
of a jungle induced tryst?
The wanton thrust of Okavango drums,
and fiery Passion's mist?

What of traced paths of desire-
upon the outline of pouty lips.
The tease of a throbbing organ-
juicy as a licorice stick.

To be fed upon with glee
to send me pass the orbit of mars
to becoming one with thee
To receive my falling stars.

Your painted face
by erotic grace
is what you make me fantasize...

Like the leopard stalking prey.
Yer hind quarters zeroed in--upon.
Only an act of God can save you now.
In the dark of a humid night,
only amber hot eyes detected,
-but it's too late,
the dark conceals the silent pouncing,
the hot bounding,
as your delicate neck is seized within the grasp of strong maws
steaming breath detected,
as roaming paws, paw
at your every exposed vulnerability
the weight of a jungled leopard,
forcing you to your knees...

[Gandré]

suprising writing, you never cease to amaze me...romantic times for restless seekers .....I say...the excitement comes from the expectation not the actual happening. wonderful.

[bluessadmood]

oh this so exciting ,romantic ,exotic,wonderful words ,you tell all feeling in a few words,i really loved this ,you do not write a lot this style ,but its really very lovely

[W.k.kortas]

I think the use of short lines works very well here; they serve to highlight the emotions, and it gives it a breathless pacing that fits the subject matter well (this is no chaste sonnet, after all). Very well conceived and executed piece.

[Samith Pich]

niiiiiice :)