Craving You

an erotic poem, of sorts.

I often find myself thinking about it- your lips on my skin: that warmth and moisture that can so easily overtake my whole being (mind, body, and soul) from whichever spot you may command. 

It is at once the most familiar and the most thrillingly unknown sensation; as if I could will it into existence by simply thinking or dreaming it. 

I feel myself blushing at the thought mid-day, as suddenly my knees grow weak at the mere knowledge that out bodies can harmonize so perfectly with one another- matching breath for breath and movement for movement- each contraction and release an uncharted territory that we claim as ours.

And they say that the novelty won't last; but how can this be novel if I've felt it time and time again? How can it be fleeting, when it feels as natural and necessary as breathing? 

With each look from your eyes I melt and with each word that falls from your lips I succumb- always wanting more; always craving you whole. 

One touch is all that it takes to make me shiver and gasp for air; each small touch leaving a searing print so deep within me that it makes my bones shatter and my blood overflow. 

I want you so much I can hardly stand it... I mean to move on, but instead let it consume me- all of me. 

And once again I find myself craving you- all of you. 

Author's Note

My first post... Just something I came up with out of the blue.

Reviews

[Clockwork]

Quite a telling representation of passion and how two people enjoy each other. Gets the blood going for sure and is quite accurate of the sensations. This is my favorite line: "my knees grow weak at the mere knowledge that out bodies can harmonize so perfectly with one another." Such a true description of what that sensation is like.

[kunal kohli]

amazing :)
you done a beautiful work must say :)

[Everett DeValle]

Word! Just wanted to say that it was passionate, I like poems quickly transpired and inspired on a whim. Nice 'out of the blue' write. :)

[I Shred This Cabbage]

I wouldn't say this is an erotic poem as such; more a sweet and tender ode to the compassion of true souls entwining, recognising their counterpoint in one another :)

[Amayrani Franco]

I wasn't too sure what call it- I knew it had some erotic elements to it; and didn't know if it was going to be too carnal to just call it a romantic poem so I took a chance!

[I Shred This Cabbage]

regardless it's a wonderful poem :) carnal romantic poetry could very well become a new sub genre :)

[Amayrani Franco]

There we go! sounds like we're onto something.

[I Shred This Cabbage]

I'd certainly like to be onto something ;)

[Richard]

oh I love it it's incredible :)
I love the idea of blushing at mid-day ... because of the feelings we get at night ... I really liked a lot of lines in this poem and it was really anxious and I loved it

[Amayrani Franco]

Thank you so much! Glad you liked it (:

[Jazmyne Rodriguez]

I really enjoyed reading your poem. I think you did a great job with it.