Sarah Dreams

A Passionate Beginning

Tuesday, November 21, 2006 8:26:45 PM

A Passionate Beginning

The love was burning yes burning
and causing the trembling of the skin
and the rush of the blood to the surface
of her cheeks began to redden and her
lips wetted in anticipation of her
lover pressing his lips against
hers and wanting the moment to happen
sooner than he could make it work.

His nervous energy caused his hands
to shake and tremble at the thought
of touching her soft and perfumed skin
the trembling and the coldness was a
small but welcome shock to her.

Yes, touch me more and don’t worry
about the coldness of your hands where
is your passion that I know you have
for me, come and press your lips to mine
let me taste the sweetness of your breath
something I have longed for, for so long, prayed
and wished for and absolutely wanted to
experience with you on this day at this moment.

The room seemed to have turned red, the air
just surrounding the lovers heated up ever
so slowly and begun to fill with the sweet and
enticing smell of a soft rose or some sort of flower
that was especially for lovers in the heat of
a passionate stare, nothing could break the
contact of the eyes that were bound together
in this charming and sensual stare down.

She staring him and him staring her, a bead
of sweat trickles down the side of his face
and her hand flutters up quickly to wipe it
away. Her fascination with her lover caused
her to taste the sweat that was on her finger
so she kissed her finger and then wetted her
lips wanting more of this interesting man
sitting before her with trembling and cold
hands, but lips so warm and inviting.

He, with not thinking leaned into her
and inhaled the smell of her hair that
was tossed around her shoulders in a
carefree fashion. Yes, he thought, this
is my love, my soul-mate and everything
that I have ever wanted, this is what I
lived for, worked for and was born
to be here in this moment with my sweet
and precious flower here in front of me
kissing softly her finger how can I hold
myself? The way her lips are turned
up in a sweet and stimulating smile, yes, she
is wanting me, it is time to move about.

They finally join in kissing one
another tasting and getting to know every
inch of detail and feature of the lips
and the mouth and hands explore the hair,
so soft and silky and shoulders and
he shudders with pleasure that she has
invoked in the very soul of his being.
Lovers embracing, tasting and living in
the moment a ring of passion not to be broken.

© Sarah 2006

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Comments

MarcusFXM256 # Wednesday, November 22, 2006 1:30:48 AM

That is a good hot, sensual poem

You can just imagine those 2 lovers, both of them nervous but wanting one another, about to kiss for the first time. The desire of what's about to happen; the fire that is about to be quenched. Now I need to take a cold shower