PassageA Poem by SerianaJust a little something.....Passage….. There was a time not so
long ago, when you were nothing but
the epitome of lust in my eyes…. It was easily all I could
do but think of you, constantly, every moment of every
day. I could taste your skin
beneath my tongue as it went, I could feel your silken
hair, damp with the moisture of
our fusion.… your scent would linger
on in my hair, long after we would part….. I would move this way or
that and the wind would catch
my locks, breathing your essence before
me once more. and I would close my eyes
and inhale, long, deep and penetrating…. I would exert my last
drop of energy to absorb the tiniest part of you. Now, that lustful time
has passed, and we are still here, You and I……. and time now, is still
the same. But… time shifts….. and the image fogs, yet always
clears. This time, you are still
beneath my hand, Only, it is your pulse that
I feel, slow, steady, and strong…. It is your sweetness I
taste beneath my tongue, It is your sighs
whispered in the silence that permeate my body, paralyzing my soul for
just a moment….or two. When I close my eyes to
wake again, I find myself ‘neath the
warmth of your embrace, neatly tucked away in the
safety of your clutch. When I come to this time, I will do so with the
confidence that you were by my side, I will make the journey
again, and again, knowing that the strength
of two, not one, brought us through, to a transcendence beyond….. © 2010 SerianaFeatured Review
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