DEATH BY ORGASIM
DEATH BY ORGASIM
Standing there
Unable to move
Waiting, hoping
For him to do something
This horrible vulnerability
This man against all the rules
Fingers on skin, in hair
Face tipped toward his
Eyes caressing the face,
With a look of desire
A look of tenderness
As if he had waited forever
Waited forever to touch me, to taste me
His mouth on mine
Surprised intensity
Recognized sensations
Awareness and awakening
A rush of longing,
In the first exchange of shared breaths
Reason scattered,
Tension liquefied
Heat that flooded like a wave
Chemistry to potent to ignore
The feel of him
The scent of him
The taste of him
Explored contours
Sleek muscles and soft skin
Demand answered with demand
Kiss me, touch me, want me
A desperate ache that wouldnt consider denial
Bodys recognition of the other
No matter the space
No matter the time
Loss of control
Huge rush of sensation
Melted against, melted into
An orgy of pleasure
Death by orgasm.