this too is love

The way the orange glow of the dimly lit room reflects off of your velveteen skin...

kissing every arch, every nook...

chiseling out a map of finely toned muscles.


The sensuous slope of the curve in your virile neck...

flowing as smooth as silk into that chocolate ocean.


The silence in your trembling touch that gratifies my soul...

giving life to my senses, engaging my spirit...

traps my breath, my looming thoughts, and binds them both within my chest.


(to be continued)