4th of July

Behind every kiss I feel your hopes and dreams
And aspirations of the type of man you want to be.
What we create is our own fireworks show;
Exploding with noises, sensations, touches, and afterglows.
Theatrics and elements of our passion light up the night sky.
You and I, defy all dimensions of life.

 I feel the moisture of your lips embedded in the corners of my mind.
Those lips that trace road maps all over my body are simply divine.
My juices are flowing, as the passion is exploding.
My body quivers when I feel you growing inside of me.
I can’t speak, just thirst for more.
Pulling you in deeper to reach the walls of my shore.

 Raw and passionate; intense and magnetic.
Time blurs between visions of skin pressed tightly together.
Bed sheets spread about wherever.
Yet every time you beckon me near
I come; I come and find ecstasy there.
And time and space just disappear.

 Throbbing; I’m ready to burst into color.
I squeeze tight and find that together
We’ve discovered forever.
Laying nude in complete adoration and ecstasy.
I’m exhausted; physically and mentally spent.

My New Obsession

My lips have found the greatest pleasure in you;
That’s why I can’t keep them off of your skin.
I can’t sit here and lie to your face
Knowing behind my eyes I’m visualizing
Ripping your clothes off right this very instant.

I crave the possibilities of you.
Whenever I’m close
I feel like a driver that’s lost control.
I’m drawn in by your ambiguity
And curiously enticed by your boyish charm.
Your eyes are inviting;
That smile is ever so teasing.
All the more reason to know how well you please…

Please tell me I invade your thoughts often,
If not briefly,
I don’t want to be the only one.
Did I make you feel as good as you felt to me?
Are my kisses sweet like honey?
Did you find pleasure in the center of my
Warm delight?

I delight myself in those daydreams
That lead me to reveries of you.
Faint glimpses of soft kisses –
Our silhouettes dancing in a darkened room.
I recognize the sliver of moonlight across your face
From the drawn curtains on my window;
Even darkness cannot mask your beauty.

I am completely aware of what this is;
Please make no mistake that because
I choose to treat you so good
I’ve somehow slipped into deeper feelings.
My enchantment comes purely from the sexual pleasure we’ve shared;
For the one night we shared together.
I would like to turn this into a recurrent pleasure….
For you are the object of my new obsession…

The Letter

The anticipation eats away at me:
I don’t know how you will react when you read those words.
Those words that I wrote for you in a love letter,
Enclosing my heart inside the seal that I kissed.
Placing a forever stamp on the envelope
Because that is where you will be in my heart –
Along with all our memories.
It’s been so long since last I saw you.

Far too often I catch myself wandering in the distance
Of thoughts consisting of you, and only you.
I debate whether or not you think of me this way.
I feel manic –
A bit obsessed –
I just can’t seem to get you out of my head.

I wrote that love letter at least 1,000 times.
Took me 13 years to finally come to terms with the truth;
Yes, I love you.
I torture myself over and over
Wondering have I missed the opportunity
Or if you’d even remember…me?

Surely you can’t be
The same person I knew so long ago.
I know I’ve changed –
I wonder if you’d even like the new me?

Each line of my letter is a heart string
That plays a specific melody for
Every year that we could have been together;
Just you and me.
I wanted you to be swept away in adoration
And truly see the tenderness of my love.
You are the epitome of my desire;
The gift I’m now longing to keep.
I didn’t realize it then, but I am aware now
That all I have ever wanted
Was to live in your arms.