I hear an ageless hypnotic tune in the background, and the faint whisper of my name. I smell your unmistakable maleness, mixed with the lingering scents of incense and cigarettes. I see your face clearly, as you approach me in my dreams, yet the touch I recieve is too vivid for phantasy. What is this enchantment you weave? Why can't I battle this intrusion? You have somehow slipped through all my barriers, my partitions that encompass me. you purloin my breath, and pocess my being. Your calloused hands burn me, sending a fire deep within. You fill me with your fever, creating beads of moisture upon my skin. You have caused my body to betray me, it yearns to give it's self willing to you. Your full lips graze mine, parting them with your tounge. I drink of your essence, for I am thristy and wanting. Is it lustful, primal instinct, or a timeless bond, not yet discovered? That causes me to loose the drive for independance. Trading it for the highest of Magick.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because of inner battle of emotions,
after meeting a man whom I am drawn too even though I try to
resist. And the struggle that is presented in trying to find
the answers to the questions within myself.
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Sadira-Libra.