Can You Feel Me?

 

Can you feel me?

Can you feel the heat as my hand moves across your chest?

My legs as they intertwine with yours?

 

Can you smell me?

Can you smell the lingering fragrance of gardenias on my skin?

The slightly feminine scent, mixed with something more earthy?

 

Can you taste me?

Can you taste the fruited balm as my lips turn up to meet yours?

Reminding you of summer days and sweet cherry koolaid?

 

Can you hear me?

Can you hear my voice speaking softly in your ear?

Whispering words of love and longing?

 

Can you see me?

Can you see my loosed blonde hair falling all over your shoulder?

Do you see the hunger in my eyes, blue as the sea?

 

I can see you.

I can see your dark, penetrating eyes looking deeply into me.

Mirroring the hunger in my own.

 

I can hear you.

I can hear the sound of your heart beating, solid and steady.

Picking up the pace as I run my fingers through your nearly black hair.

 

I can taste you.

I can taste the saltiness of your skin after a long day of work,

As I move my tongue down the length of your body.

 

I can smell you.

I can smell the musky scent of your maleness.

As I breathe deeply, wanting to revive every sensation with your essence.

 

I can feel you.

I can feel the electricity that is always there between us.

Increasing the urgency of our desire.

 

You are a feast for my senses,

A banquet existing purely in my memories and dreams,

A fantasy to be seen only when eyes are closed

And heart is open.

 

And the question arises,

When all is still at the end of the day and

You are lying with eyes closed,

Can you feel me?

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

This was awesome, freaking awesome! Okay, perhaps I am looking at it from a way too detached point of view - not getting caught up in the emotions, but it is because of the way it was laid out - the order of the senses. By ending with "sight" in the middle, reversing the flow with "sight" to start, you relegated it to the middle - the least important of the senses. Well, for me. I know some people will think it is the creamy center of something tasty; but I do not care what they think. When it comes to sensuality, sight is simply the weakest of the senses. You start with feel, you end with feel before asking that question... where feel means more than just touch.

[Dalaina Renee]

Wow...sizzling!

[Michael X]

This is enchanting, spellbound sensuousness held captive in a lover's eyes.
Sweepingly beautiful and mysterious. Defining what is love,
when dreaming in ocean tides, where emotions flow under moonlight,
Touching and well written. Keep up the great work.

[Wicahpi]

perfectly perfect...had to read again :-)

[beancountersar]

Very nice....words like 'banquet' and 'feast' in just the right places. A very photogenic scene here..

Applause!!

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This piece takes the senses on a delicious journey of sensual love.

Rare use of imagery . . . so very well written . . . and the ending is superb!

A favorite . . .

[Wicahpi]

BEAUTIFUL!

[Blackbirdsong]

you really bring all the sense in to this poetic seduction...of course sense is part of sensuality so that's perfect. I love how each sense gets it's own stanza so that the reader and linger over each line before going on into the next. You've really created a sensuous, sumptuous feast here. Well done.

[Riverdance]

"You are a feast for my senses"
Great descriptions! I love the formatting of it with the repeated phrases. Well organized and nicely written.

Thanks for entering in the Move Me contest!

~Rd

[~amanda~]

crazy! this poem is so rich in emotion and style. great writing. you are descriptive without lingering for too long on the details. i loved "you are a feast for my senses" thats how i feel about my boyfriend now..

[bluessadmood]

you describe two people here,at time of intimacy,first you start with him ,wondering if he feels your warmth ,your fragrance,and the taste of you,whether he hears your voice speaking softly in his ears,then you start with your self and how you perceive him,his voice his smell ,you can hear his heart beat ,you can smell his manliness,wow ,you go into minute details ,so exciting for sue then in the end as you seem to know men well,you ask him at the end of day with his eyes closed ,but can you feel me now ,you ask!!!,very nice you tell how deep women look at these intimacy moments you think of everything you want to save the moments of love love and every detail forever ,sadly he ,all he was looking was his feverish desire of you and to have it as close as possible while you want to dwell in these happy times if you could ,then forever