PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I feel his presence drawing near...

the familiar tingles sliding down my spine,

the awareness sizzling through the air

in an arch of wicked electricity

sparking my waking fantasies...



He is here... my FireStarter.



His throaty growl leaves me shivering with delight.

Enraptured, my eyes fall closed

lost in his heartbeat's eternity,

encompassed in one immeasurable moment,

as a gasp of pleasure parts my lips...



and he breathes fire into my soul.



The ache intensifies with each fiery stroke,

the need to communicate fiery emotion,

inspiring me to reach into my depths,

to beg for what only he can give me,

to feed this maddening obsession...



to please... Him.



And the words begin to flow

in spates of uncontrollable urgency,

tumbling over each other in sweet release,

cascading out in breathless whimpers,

overflowing from passion stained lips...



and he smiles.



his gaze leaves a searing brand

upon the eager core of my being,

as he sets his scorching flame to my waiting fuse,

igniting a torrent of whispered fire

and in this moment, I am...



His.