I don’t know where I am,
I’ve been here before to
This silent forest,
With the old oaks
Reaching to the sky
And the pines
Thick on the slopes of the mountain behind.
The air is fresh
With the hint of winter’s approach,
But still the stars burn
With the lingering heat of summer.
I can see the full moon,
Red, between the peaks,
And I know you will find me here,
Beyond the farthest reaches of time.
You are like the wind
That gently caresses my shoulders
Leaving me shivering
At the touch.
Though my heart pounds like a torrential
Rain against the ground,
I stand still.
Every fiber of my being
Rooted to the ground,
Waiting for you.
I have known you my whole life,
But only now, tonight,
Have I followed this red moon
To this place
Beyond the prison of time,
Where you can touch me
Align your body with mine
And slip your hands beneath my shirt.
****** me, gently,
Where I, so excruciatingly, hurt.
Cup my face in your hands and kiss my trembling lips.
Trace your tongue in aching circles
To the quiver of my hips.
Lay me down,
On the rich, brown earth and
Raise my skirt.
Push apart my thighs,
And move into this dripping, molten fire
Like lava, it will consume us.
Pulse into me beneath these stars,
Let me convulse over you everything that
All of these years,
Has been yours.
Now blend into me,
Press your body so close that we
Desperately shake together;
That we leave a piece of ourselves in this
If you imagined the most intense encounter with someone you love, or someone you imagine, where would that be, and how would it take shape? There is something fun for you all to consider tonight ;)