Your lips move slowly, yet, in this moment there is silence. Your warm breath caresses my face.
And with anticipation I don't need words. Everything you need to say is whispered in your thoughts and echoed by your fingertips.
Your touch is thunderous, resounding deep within us penetrating all my defenses, filling that space between us. In these moments I submit.
Powerless to resist this passion. Ecstasy and lightning entwined, flashes of lust and love spark from skin to skin, as the silent storm surges over us.
Briefly the world is muted. Only you and I exist, fully exposed. Vulnerable, we surrender completely, trusting this silence to satisfy our unquenchable appetite.
Thanks Elizabeth J for allowing me to collaborate with you on this poem. It was my pleasure!