Category: Writers Block
I remember the electricity
when our hands first touched
the newness
the taste of the forbidden.
The release of pent up tension
the conclusion of a game
and the beginning of so much more.
As our lips touched tasting each other
first softly
then firm openly.
We watced our inhabitions float away
turning unthinkable thoughts
into heavenly deeds as our willpower
collapsed, in the wind, a quivering breath.
But as we fade from mortal souls and slip
into a torrent of passion and desire
let's not fool ourselves about forever
nor pretend that this is something grand.
Let's be in love for 1 night so we can
watch it fade when the morning comes.
Let's live a lifetime in these moonlight hours
and never look back in the dawn.
Because we both have lives to lead and our own trails to
blaze,and even though tonight we burn for each other, our
fire will smoulder and die
under the weight of the morning dew.
Then we can spend the rest of our lives
forgetting about this night
the night we gave in to an electric touch
and caressed away our deepest desires.
Oh well, you can't win them all.
In my opinion, this is trite.
Bob
Isn't it lucky that I'm mature enough to accept criticism
I wouldn't have said it if I thought you couldn't handle it.
If you prefer sycophancy then ignore my posts.
Bob
Well that's more like the old Bob it's a good thing we'er not friends eh? And I can't stand sycophancy, but I also find two faced hypocrisy intolerable.