Reticent Lover
Will you hold my hand and feel the passion I feel for you flowing like molten fire pulsating through my veins
I will hold your hand and feel your pulse but I will not love you
Will you place your lips on my lips and taste the hunger of the hunter craving the taste of your youth, your beauty, and your soul
I will kiss your lips and satisfy your hunger but I will not love you
Will you lay with me in a bed of lust and desire unlike any that we have known and may never know again?
I will lay with you in a bed of lust but I will not love you
Will you open yourself naked and defenceless trustingly accepting what the needs of our two entwined bodies demand?
I will open myself fully to our needs but I will not love you
Will you hold me close and tightly afterwards and will you tenderly wipe the teardrops from my eyes when I tell you I love you
I will wipe our teardrops away and I will love you.
What a beautiful soul you are! I loved those last lines. They have literally left a huge lump in my throat. What is passion without love? Lust is a desire, love is a fulfilment. Fantastic write!
Love Chanti
(After all those confessional words of love for her, what woman wouldn't love the speaker?) - Bill
Wiped a tear myself when reading this one. Very good. Karen
Take care,
Sherry