Posted by: eshne | April 11, 2008

A Breathless Place

You take me to a breathless place where thought cannot exist
Only feeling.
Your skin against
My skin.
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,
Our hearts.

Life gasps from you in hot dewy breaths.
I writhe wonderfully under
The arc of your body,
Your voluptuous breasts.

You are not mine
I am not yours.Toulouse-Lautrec The Kiss
For then,
We do not even belong to ourselves.

© Eshne Knight

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Responses

  1. We move without words, limbs dancing to the tango
    Played between our legs….
    mmmmmmh….sounds really good!

  2. Wow! My mere words cannot express the wonder of your writing. Thank you for sharing your art.


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