I can not speak of it

.. i cant speak of it ..

I DARE NOT SPEAK OF IT.

the unspeakable passion

unleashed, by just your smile.

 

I dare not whisper it

   the roiling boil,

       my blood reaches in an instant

at just the sight of your breast.

    Clothed or Not,

    Aroused or not

    Aware or not,

of my devotion

    and thirst,

for any part of you

    to touch me.

 

I dare not mention it

   how much time i waste

   dreaming of your secret crevices

       your unknown scents

   and your breathless gasps

       known to no one

           but me.

 

I can not speak of it,

       to say a word,

   would cheapen it.

to share it

   with anyone

       but the darkness --

   and the Light --

                 where our souls reside

              at the slightest touch

              or glance

 

I hold your Soul

   Whole,

within the width and breath

   of my grasp...