Darkness has set; the moon has risen though barely visible through merging trees entangled in the sky. The Garden is silent but for the calls of love. I hear it, somewhere near, water flows…Life.
Not all rest this night, predators wakefully hunt, their prey peacefully asleep. How different am I from those who would hurt you? I keep my distance and watch.
If I had my way, I would join you; let the night trance me just as you have, find a way to make you notice me. But no, I’m unworthy. Unworthy, but I can’t help my want.
If you weren’t so repulsed by me, I’d take you in my arms, hold you, dance you silently with the stars. The cool night would be no match for my warm breath bathing your neck. What would you do? Would you pull away and leave me for good? Tear off through the trees? I’d never see you again. You’d feel safe watching from afar, love would have no chance.
Would you respond with the heavy heave of your chest, as you strove to catch breath? Mine, already taken by you. Would you let me then, brush my lips against your ear? Crush you gently - draw you near, my want easily becoming a need. Would your body concede? Would you allow…my ache to enter you?
If you wanted me, I’d glide my lips across yours, satisfy my yearning. I’d express my plea and kiss you with the realization of a prayer answered, held steadfast in my grasp. Emotions set free in that one moment, would you, my earth, welcome me?
Kissing you, I guide our bodies against a tree, large, wide, and strong. I pull away to see your face in the dark. This won’t do. I take your hand, navigate to the river’s edge, the moon is bright here. Yes, I can see you now. The rush of the water, it mimics my desire.
I gaze at you. Your eyes held me from the beginning. I don’t fully understand their meaning but I feel them, is this enough? ‘You’re beautiful’ my voice is low, quiet. You look petrified. Have I hurt you? I can’t tell. I wish you’d say something. I lean in, my lips find yours and we kiss. It’s deep, slow, telling. My lips move down your neck. My predatory nature surfaces, I grind my mouth against your veins. Suck, press my mouth into you, away from you, into you. It’s the life that runs through you that excites me; the sensation, the thought of consuming you, the deepest part of you. I feel you relax in my arms. You moan. ‘Stay with me’ I whisper, you remain close as I guide you down to ground.
You take my face in your hands and kiss me voraciously. I respond. Slip a hand up your shirt, find my way up your soft back and undo your bra. You take off your shirt, toss both items aside. Your breasts respond to the cool river air. I cover them with my hands, melt at their feel. I bend down, devour them gently…how I need you.
I reach for your shirt, set it neatly beneath you before laying you down. You can watch the stars while I unzip your jeans, slowly pull them off. I look back to you. ‘May I?’ You nod and I remove the thin cloth separating us. I kiss the inside of your thighs, massage your legs and trail back to your breasts.
I look into your eyes, I still can’t tell anything. ‘What?’ You ask, I shake my head, nothing. Will you forget me in the morning? I push away the thought and kiss you.
I remove my clothing, lay bare atop your warm form. Our breasts touch, I ignite, moisten. I rub my body against you. Pulling away, I find rest near your legs at the centre between your thighs. I tuck my hands beneath you, you’re wet, dripping. I move in, lap lightly your taste, you're sweet. I lovingly nip, tug, worship. Flattening my tongue, I lick up, stroke after stroke, before sliding it inside in search of your centre. My centre is here, within you.
You moan, I pull away, suck your body on my way up to your lips. Slipping an arm beneath your back, I cradle you. You move into me, my hips grind gently between your legs. I guide your thigh on my leg, you open, I slip a finger in. ’Ahh...' I exhale your name slowly. I love your name…Iove... I throw my thought away, tonight is likely all I’ll have. My finger moves in deeper, my hand firm against your wetness. I find your ecstasy…finger you there. My body tightens against you; I want you to cum for me. Moving your body demandingly, you moan. Yes, moan loudly, I need to hear you. My lips seek your tongue, suckle it lightly. My body moves against yours. Surrendering my primal Self, I cling to you - desperately kiss you before I shatter in the ecstasy of your love. You grip me, tremble, did you shatter in mine? I don’t want to leave you but I slip my hand out, move down to replace it with my mouth. I drink you, all of you.
I move back up to rest by you. I search your face. I still don’t know what you think of me. I lean up, grab our clothes and cover you with them. The moon has moved, its glow is directly above. You look even more beautiful in its full light. Stillness, you say nothing. I break the silence, ‘sleep?’ You nod. I lift my head, kiss your neck, your breasts and your lips. You move in, I whisper ‘goodnight.’ I feel your breath on my neck, the stars witness this dream, it is you and I in this place. If I die this night, this will be all I remember and it'll be enough.
Continued on Wednesday August 24th, 2011
Until then, I remain yours,
Lesley
Hallelujah Heartist
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