Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Sleepless...

At night, with all the lights out, the lights of the City illuminate my room...It's not my City but its familiar to you...I look everywhere, hoping see a magical trail of where you walked. I want to walk there too- so I can smell your perfume mixed with the pleasant scent of your skin...

But you are not here...but the mere proximity of our journey to this place makes me tingle...

You could be here with me...I could have you against the window...with the room completely dark no one would notice your nude body pressed against the glass on the sixth floor...

They wouldn't see my hands all over you or me pulling your head back, sucking on your neck.

No, they wouldn't see me turn you around, prop you up on the ledge, and run my mouth all over you...

They wouldn't see because the lights would be off...and we would be in the sky...

I would take you to my bed and perform feats of agility and endurance...

You would have me push into you...and you would thrust yourself on me repeatedly until you overflowed with ecstasy...

I would then bathe your body, and underneath the water I would enter you again...and again...and again...

And only when you couldn't take anymore would I let myself go inside you...and fill you up...

I can hear your exhausted breath in my ear...your nails squeezing my flesh in satisfaction...I remember our labored silence...I wake up in a deep sweat...on fire for you...

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testerytre said...
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Red Eyes said...

Hello,

I am glad I came by this blog. What an interesting post reads like something emotionally romantic poetry in colour! Reading this is relaxing.

Also, I see you are a rushdie fan as well. I'm reading presently one of his books, the satanic verses, have you read this?

I would like to return here if you do feel a counter visit is worth a bit of your time?

My compliments.