31 January 2011

Bed Mate



Holding you close
walking to the bedroom
then falling
into the warmth with you
in quickened anticipation
for what is to come

Easing back into the pillows
pulling you closer
running my eager fingers
along your smooth pliant skin
the tips drinking in the scent of you
your secrets bleeding into the whorls

I am lost in you
your captive for hours of pleasure
bending my thoughts to your will
pulling me from this world
into yours
my bed mate
the book

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful! I love this! So true, too. :)

    Amy

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  2. Next on my to do lit for sure Diana! Such a great little poem x

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  3. a sweet surprise ending:)

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  4. Hi, I just came across your blog and I like what I see. Lovely surprise ending...graceful writing.

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