Lost Control

passion... mmmmmm.

your fingers tip-toe on my skin,
sending chills through every inch of me.
my pulse quickens,
my heart pounds harder,
i can't catch my breath.
we kiss,
our lips on fire.
all logic goes out the car window,
and the animal inside me takes over.
i can't remember how we got here,
how such casual conversation,
can so quickly transform
into primal ecstasy.

i let go of the wheel,
and let you consume me.
never has such loss of control felt so perfect,
let me stay here,
i never knew insanity tasted so good.

Author's Note

Don't you love it when... You've just had your heartbroken,
but someone completely perfect just magically appears
to fix it all?

Reviews

[Blindmikey]

In the throes of passion we're bound to get lost. But I've never quite understood why being lost was such a bad thing. As if getting somewhere was so damned important.

Awesome piece you have here. An embodiment of the release. The let go.