Pressure Points

The throbbing begins
The absolute moment
You enter my door.

So intense is the heartbeat
The one that
Turns on the juices
That I feel soaked
To the bone.

No words necessary
My face in your hands
Your kisses start with
My eyelids and work
Down,down
Along every pressure point
To the center of
My universe
Torture and release.

Pushing past my limits
Nothing stops you
Not my moaning
Not my screams for mercy
I cannot catch my breath
My chest will surely explode.

Relentless
Fingers and mouth
Circling my Temple
Entering with no reverence
Placing yourself upon my burning altar.