Ballerina

I think this one can speak for itself... play with it as you will.

I want to be a ballerina upon your thoughts

full of grace and gentle mystery, moving

across the Elysium of your mind.

I want to be a mist against your senses,

A deep and penetrating whisper... kin

to the moments our breath mixes

softly against our open lips or

when you can feel the lashes 

of my eyes upon your skin...

as I sit against you

and upon you

in titillated stillness

forcing the calm slowness 

to quiet me like a rocking child.

I want to be one of your desires.

One of your tempestuous and fervent desires.

Among the many passionate reasons that

you smile and sing and laugh and play.

I want you to barely touch me...

so that I can feel the push/pull of energy 

and the avalanche of words you're too 

inhibited to let roll from your tongue,

except when you kiss me.

I want to hear the avalanche

when your skin

meets 

mine.

Reviews

[David Wesley]

"I want to be one of your desires.
One of your tempestuous and fervent desires."

Pretty hot line.

I like how you describe the action of two things happening together.

"as I sit against you
and upon you
in titillated stillness
forcing the calm slowness
to quiet me like a rocking child."

Very erotic.