His Eyes

His eyes were smoldering, filled with lust
He's holding my thighs, sighing with each thrust
The way this feels, is hard to explain
Ascending out of body, upon pleasure and pain
His kisses are like rain, cooling my body consumed with heat
I moan and whimper, when he travels so deep
My body shakes, no control, arms holding me
His touches radiate, from my spine to my feet
I could never let him see, what he's doing to me
It's too late he knows, I can tell from his eyes
He feels it too, both our temperatures rise
I'm reduced from a woman, to a fragile child
Feeling very shy, by his confident smile
My body is sensitive, I quiver at his touch
I need to feel his arms, his warmth so much
Afterwards I'm confused, bewildered, head spinning
He seems strange too, is this ending or beginning
What have we done, it was just supposed to be sex?
Now I feel heaviness, weighing in my chest
Can't get him off my mind, not a day have I to rest
I must not be foolish, I've made a bit of a mess
Caught up in the moment, I'm living a lie
I am not his, and he is not mine
There's a strong connection, spirits intertwined
Please be careful, walking a very thin line
I try to ignore it, hoping it will go away
Engorged and swelling, more everyday
Etched in my mind, his eyes I see
Testing, knowing, summoning, a deeper part of me