Taking You In

Breathless anticipation

Taking You In

Your skin,

delicate as porcelain,

has a fragrance

that cannot be bottled.

Your hair

is fresh and silky

to my touch.

Your eyes excite me deeply

as I swim in their

pools of desire.

Your breath

is my simple joy,

and as my lips hover over yours,

waiting for that precious moment,

I close my eyes and imbibe

all of the flavours

that beauty can offer

to a man.

 

19/04/15

Reviews

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Beautifully penned.


You etched it as if
she were a lovely painting
come to life.


Thank you for sharing.

God bless. Benita

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Benita

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're welcome.

[Tom McRoberts]

You've painted a really serene picture here, John. The smell that cannot be bottled, lips that hover but never touch and the closing of the eyes are all wonderful images. They speak, it seems, of our inability to fully take in beauty. Lovely stuff!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you very much Tom.