Scent

I want you
there it is
simple
cover me
worship my body
take me
soft or swift
you make me tremble
with your words of
desire, lust, sex
I burn inside
I melt with your
intensity
more, I want more of you
I want all of you
I cave at your scent
I have desired you
however clichéd
from the instant
our eyes met
from the moment
of your hand on mine
I feel you stroke me
you inhale my
scent
I cry out your name
I rush to each thrust
will I ever forget you?
Will this fire
burn out?

Copyright Kim White@2005