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!