The Anatomy of a Touch

Romantic sublamintations of desire

Oh the inescapability of sweltering summer eves
Stealing away slumber like thieves
Smooth, the definition of your chiseled shape
Bare skin, all yours, stretches over bones like an artist's landscape

Summer breeze, this air - it caresses you, like a lover
And dim light dances around you,  hovers
As eventide brushes the dew
Even luminosity wants to touch you

I imagine how the night, for you she lusts
Even her pigment, to you she entrusts
The sense of ecstasy, of delight
Wraps you in delicious moonlight
If only, if only I, could be your bed sheet
Then we could at last meet

Author's Note

Rewrote an old poem, let me know what you think! Thanks for stopping in

Reviews

[Raven Wyntermoon]

A sensual delight.
There is something about evening lighting and warm/cool temperature that adds to the dilemma of our desire towards another...atmosphere and mood is such a culprit for setting the tone to allow desirable mistakes happen...I do fancy this naughty nature that is in all of us.
Favorite Line: Even luminosity wants to touch you
Thank you for sharing an old piece that is now a new delightful piece.

[EcstaticEuphoria]

Thank you so much raven! Really appreciate your review and your take on this piece!

[Dillan Courtright]

It's explicit in a passionate way that gives you the sensation of a forbidden love that's unobtainable. Very thought invoking, relative to the audience and well written. Thanks for sharing.