The Moment (of ecstacy)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The principles of sex. :|

Submitted: August 26, 2009

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The room:

Dimly lit; the moon just formed lingers behind the curtain.

Incense from the afternoon wafts in the air.

No bareness; comfort finds itself in the wicker chair and homey items.

The bed:

Regency style and feminine; delicate roses

Lay neatly patterned over the quilt. The whiteness of the spread

Contrasts with your slightly tanned complexion.

The couple:

You prop yourself up with trembling arms, above me.

I gasp in anticipation as you raise the weight of your body onto mine.

Breathing is rapid, precise; as if to catch every moment.

The moment:

Your hands, like anchors find their way between my thighs.

The tension builds, rises, and my body responds with ecstacy.

The release is a wave of burning sensuality.

Yet all I can do is cry out.


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