Erotica in poetry - Late Night With A Lover

[katyt]

Spending a late night with you,
Darkness surrounds us,
Terrifying scenes flicker on the screen,
Yet, in that moment, none of it mattered.
It was just you and me.
I gazed into your eyes,
Your blue eyes gazed back at me.
And as our lips met,
My world turned to darkness.

Twisting around our bodies
Out came the hands in an elegant dance
Mine on your neck yours searching my back
Forever embodied in elegance
Exploring taboo places
I've never dared to search before
Worked our bodies off the couch
And eased onto the floor
Hovering above me
You pushed my hair behind my ears
With every gentle kiss
You vanquished all my fears
Slow and soft
Tender and kind
All my sense
Just fled my mind
This sweet and pleasant seduction
Engulfed us in its beauty
I pulled your body closer
Loving you was my only duty
It was like a train that couldn't stop
Not for anything or anyone
After an eternity you pull away
And smile at what we'd done

Hands with black nails
creep 'cross my back
backed up to a wall
he plans his attack

in darkness lips touch
curious tongues meet
and all self-control
admits its defeat

left hand on his hip
the right, on his neck
can't wait to find out
just what he'll do next

as if rehearsed
our heads change position
completely consumed
in love's form of addiction

pull back for a moment
to catch our breath
excited eyes gleaming
he kisses my neck

over and over
time and again
his sweet pale lips
collide with bare skin

his lips slowly kiss
their way up to mine
eyes softly closed
shielding their shine

time slows down
heartbeats race
the figure's outline
his fingers trace

how to progress?
hands wander around
searching the body
both up and down

they reach destinations
the shirts slowly raise
angelic little devils
are singing their praise

should i do it now?
the demons fought
fingers so cold
but touch so hot

a second hand raises
and takes down my hair
a small moan escapes me
as i breathe out warm air

he presses against me
i'm pulling him near
the night descends
with skies black yet clear

his hand goes south
i whisper, "wait..."
i want it to happen
but i hesitate

he nods in darkness
respecting my decision
i struggle to escape
this akward position

i sheild my face
and turn away
my chin in his hand
he says "it's okay"

so quickly lips part
as tongues invade
hands explore
and innocence decays