Drawn to You

Not a lot to say about Drawn to You.  Is it sexual in nature?  Maybe.  Is is vividly picturesque?  Maybe.  Will it conjure up thoughts you didn't know you had?  Maybe.  Read it and let me know what you think.  It may inspire you...

I am back.
Again.

I don’t fully understand the draw.

What is it that keeps me returning to this place?

The smell of quiet stillness as you stand sentinel-like in stature?

You do not waiver. You do not lean.

I reach my hand out to you and you do not deny me.

Is it the sound you make when I touch you?
As I make contact with your cool, smooth skin, I feel it.

 

I press my ear to your mouth, for your whisper.

For your whisper alone.

Engaged, my fingers find the place of promise.

Deftly, I move. It takes only a moment to release you.

Raising you up, your body glistens approvingly.

My steady hands guide you toward your place of purpose.

I reel.

You are mine – and I am yours.

Your welcome wetness cascades all around.

Rising slowly at first, your crown takes its place.

Unchallenged, I release you from your prison.

You explode with effervescence.
Valiant in your release, your aim is to satisfy me.

Come to me, fill me, satisfy me.
I will not deny you.

Alas, too soon, you are spent.

Empty. Hungry. I thirst.

But for only a moment am I saddened.

A gentle tug on my heart reminds me,

You are not really gone.  And I am not alone.

Lightened in head and heart, I smile.

Is there more?

I beckon your company once again.

I am not denied.

Again, and again, I set you free.

You return the favor, unselfishly, willingly, lovingly.

Over and over we dance tonight.

Mind and body reeling in your magic, I smile.
You intoxicate me.

Good night.

We will dance another time in another place.

For now...it is closing time.

The beer industry and I remind you not to drink and drive.

Inadvertent spillage may occur.
~myk~