"enrapturement" poems
My lips whisper
upon your bare skin
Across the valleys
they howl with delight
Come embrace me and hold
onto eternity for seconds sake
Moonlight shades your mountains
as I am awed by the sight
Feel the spirit of our breath entwine
with clashing tongues of enrapturement
Oh , heavenly your ******* touch
my tingling skin
I sing with fevered ecstacy
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
My attraction lies with a good heart and my greatest enrapturement is when our hearts beat in sync.
The electric feeling between us, the almost touch that one day will change into a series of endless touches.
People have all sorts of cravings, mine happens to be you.
I'm not referring to a consummation but rather the desire that consumes me and you.
No need for labels, I'm certain that both our minds and bodies are in consensus of what's going on here.
For there is no magnet out there that can challenge the level of attraction between us.
I want to be appreciated by you, gazed at by you, held by you and simply, loved by you.
But here's the problem - All these raw emotions once printed on paper are left to catch dust. Left Unspoken. For I have never been the type to speak what I feel. And I fear profoundly that one day I might drive away the one I love because of the words I left unsaid.
~nha
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC