Hold Me (Close As Skin)

by Gala

It was a moment born

of intensity---

no, not why they met

but when the embraces turned to kisses

kisses to passion,

passion to need, oh dear lord  need.

The first drugging kiss

was opium to the senses

and the clothes fell

from them because

the skin called for skin,

eyes too close to focus,

lips melding

luscious

soft

yielding

oh kiss me hard,

then soft

and your hand s on me,

pulling me close,

closer

until it is the moment

when it is surrender

to both sides

triumph

victory

and I am borne by strong arms

that wrap me close,

that touch me with soft authority,

hands that urge me

tease me

oh but that is lovely

and when the moment takes us

I feel the needy hunger in your eyes.

You will witness the miracle

when a woman's flesh

soft against you

dissolves into primal need

and when I call your name

I will have loved you with my body

like I love you with my heart,

and you will have taken

more than my flesh with yours.