
Luscious
The way that Givenchy
Hugs that curve within your neck
A single thought of you
Creates rivers
I lower my head
To compose the swimming
Debauchery that has formed
When envisioning our
Bodies behind smokescreens
I never forgot you
And I will always love
The exact pressure
You apply to my hips
And within my world
You will always exist
Among the silk stockings
And ruby red stilettos
That scent drives me so crazy
My baby
I need your heat, your sweat
That tingle from your teeth
I try to look into your eyes
They send me too far away
Beyond pillows and sheets
And into manifest destiny
You blow against my ear
To set me a sail into Aphrodite’s paradise
Adorned with the covers of lovers
That must smell of Kenneth Cole or Marc Jacobs
I’m sorry darling
I must turn my head
I am just not ready for the impact
Of this love and this love making
The room is quiet
But our shortened breaths
Create gaps in a lifetime
You whisper against my ear
I nod and the world gets hectic
For a few seconds
And as my nail prints begin to dissipate
We again can breathe normally
Lay my head
Within the curve of your neck
And let my head swarm
Envy? No…Dreamer Yes
And then your scent
Is covered by the heat and sweat
The romance is gone
Or perhaps never resided
Once again I see you
Beyond the haze of
Maniacal passion
Once again I can look into your eyes…
And I do
For a timeless second.


