Breath Control

a poem for a contest

I felt his need rise within himself,
identical to what rose within me.
"It's just a thrill."
He laid me down on the bed,
applying restraints while
 his eyes locked passionately on mine.
His hands around my throat...
"It's just breath control. Just breath control."

"I want more than a soft style."
Our arousal heightened, soared,
"It's just... control."
My struggle for air so enticing,
so titillating for him to see me flail.
It felt like pins and needles.
I barely got a breath in each time,
yet he knew I needed more.

As he squeezed harder and harder
I felt something snap,
I felt myself lose focus,
and finally he knew he had to let go.
But when he did we both
succumbed to our desires.
We both released, like ecstasy,
like a reward, like breath control.

Author's Note

Breath Control by Recoil
I wrote this for a poetry contest, http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Sing-me-a-Poem~/46417/. Let me know what you think(:

Reviews

[Sseoni]

This poem is great! I could sense the rush, and I liked the way it flowed. Amazing poem!

[Crazy Cat Man]

nice and sexy

Well done it is erotic but it doesnt brake that mature point. Fantasic write

[Ian H Morrison]

i think that it is really good the sentence structure is excellent and the whole thing is very erotic and sexy

[Baby Ricochet]

Great job

[serenity]

omg it was amazing i loved it

[Tai Ryens]

Is this your . . . second erotica? Nonetheless (although erotica is not my type of poetry), you've done a great job.

[kayla]

I think I have more than two :P