In the heat of seconds

He moves like he rules the world

With grace and purpose

And I can’t stop myself from wondering how

His hands would feel on my shoulders.

 

I blush when I am with my father,

As he sits here telling me what he thinks the future holds for me.

I can t help but fantasize about my secret man

And his body dangerously close to mine

In my bedroom late at night.

 

My grandmother would be proud

She always shook her stuff in front of everyone

Took no prisoners and made no apologies

She is me and I am her

And I will drive him crazy.

 

I will not hide this

Even though it might be true that I should

I will not deny this

Even if it is absolutely no good for me.

You see, for the first time in my life I feel the most

Volcanic of passions, and I owe it all to him.

 

Many minutes since I first saw him keep his image

In my fore mind.

I f I were to speak his name, I fear the ground would burst

Into hell flames and my life would be transparent,

So I have no choice but to keep him in my dirtiest

Of my wanton hidden thoughts.

 

The woman he sees when we meet up is willing

Ready and open to him.

In the heat of those seconds

I would do anything for him

Even those things he doesn’t ask me to do,

 

Young, hot love set to music.

 

I burn for him.  Hot, like the core of mother Earth. 

With a wanting that is not like anything anyone has

Ever told me of.  

 

I am a slave to it.

 

He moves in a away that makes the trees take notice

Brings the holiest of statues to life.

This man of majesty has made a s**t out of me

During this, the time of my life.

Reviews

[EMF]

Stunning again. An insight into the past and the secrets we all have/ Incredible work. Such depth and insight. And your granmother sounds like she's terrific