Fever.

Just something more simple than I normally write.

His eyes pierced mine, sudden and still,

His fingers touching skin so tight,

His hands caressing my bossom strong,

His embrace so soft and fiercly tight.

 

I tremble at the glance to his face,

I crumble under his feverish passion,

I live for that singular explosion,

I surrender to him after a fashion.

 

We hold each other when mid force,

We dream of the quiet release to come,

We wish even hope to stay entwined,

We slave to our own emotions some.

Author's Note

Honesty!

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

Begins with third person, nice. Addresses the first person next, and then first person plural... we. That says more than anyone knows, perhaps more than anyone wants to know, but this write says it well, and gloriously concludes in the last two lines.. that which is hoped and that which cannot be helped. Nicely done.

[ur_ginger_girl]

cool

[Sheila Kline]

I like the way you carried it through to "WE" and your rhyme pattern of 2nd. and 4th. line of each verse.....well done with such exquisite feelings of passion!

[~Princess~]

Perfect job my friend so passionate and intense. I loved it.

[Morrigan Nicole]

oooh! powerful and full of passion!!!! Love it!!!

[Rene Velez]

the love for love, the comfort and lust of us all, nice work Thomas

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

Really good!! You can still work the simple poetry. Good work!!!

[closed..acct]

Oh Wow I loved this write!
Such a amazing emotional piece.
Loved the rhyme scheme and flow.
So nicely written, I can feel this write.

[Calypso]

Makes me think of a guy I go to school with. Also reminds me of how, at time, it's hard to be single.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Gloriously hot but still passionate and oh so sweet.

[Jyango Ryudo]

Enchanting! It's so descriptive! I really really like it three thumbs up :)