Push and Pull
To be able to feel the pull of your hand behind my neck,
the pressure of soft voiced lips against my own.
Whisper to me your deepest secrets, speak to me in tongues.
Smooth skin on skin, fingers pulling static when brushing lightly across bone..further..further.
Bated breath of anticipation, and maybe a little bit of fear.
Hearts rumble inside of chests, wracking flushed bodies like a thunderstorm does a room.
Exploration of taste, smell, and a new world altogether.
Barely audible words from all directions, an overload of sensation.
A push, and a pull
Bodies pressed, and bodies pressing.
Experience a dance that only lovers know.
Our bodily friction blew out the lights
Eyes flutter shut,
the gasp of realization as my hands slip beneathe the hem,
and begin to push you past the point of return.
Shallow breaths, soft moans, your voice my dear I want to hear..
as you come closer..and closer.
A rise, and a fall,
a climax, and an end.
All that remains are the soft murmurs of love and reassurance, arms wrapped and warmth found under the sheets.