Secret Admirer

I had a lil' crush..

 

It’s as if time slows,

And all light glows when thoughts of her embrace my mind…

Her very presence,

Ceases my next line…

I’m intrigued by her sign.

The scent of her perfume makes me imagine,

What it would be like to have her in my capture…

I wanna tell her that her spirit makes mine move….to ecstasy,

And

I can see she and me,

Wrapped in sheets made of satin,

Lost in lust,

Higher than Saturn..

Needing only candlelight…

And

Our rapture.

*chuckle*

No words need be sought,

See, I’ve ALREADY read her thoughts…

With each caress she whispers,

“don’t stop”…

I’m on top,

She’s hot.

Final moments filled with intensity…

Her thighs tremble,

She reaches her peak.

I touch her lips,

Tell her not to speak…

She complies,

Her body beautifully weak,

And

Helpless to me.

I’m…

Intoxicated by the taste of sweet sin,

Subconsciously making plans to sneak away,

To

Do this again…and again…

And suddenly-

I’m awakened from my illusion by my phone’s ringing intrusion,

Wrenched back to reality,

Unwillingly.

Damn.

I struggle to shake off the vivid dream,

Blown away by how real it seemed.

*shrug*

I smile sweetly when I see her,

Placing aside my desire,

Guess she’ll never know,

I’m her secret admirer.

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Imagination can produce a mired of desires when focussed on a romantic objective. Your poetical sensuality teases the reader into the world of these secret longings and then brings them back to reality with the gentlest of endings.

Creative and well written!

God's Blessing
Phillozofee