You take me to a breathless place where thought cannot exist
Your skin against
And I am drowned by the roar of your being.
Each cell pronounces your name.
We move without words, limbs dancing to the tango
Played between our legs,
Life gasps from you in hot dewy breaths.
I writhe wonderfully under
The arc of your body,
Your voluptuous breasts.
© Eshne Knight