Drives Me

Under my skin and in my head,

You already sit.

The door has been opened,

The welcome mat set.

Your eyes burn through my soul.

Your touch is electric.

A compounding passion is ignited,

A flame brightly lit.

Intense and powerful,

The desire to know you 

Drives me forward.


Copyright © October 2011 - Heather Cacciatori

My Puzzle Piece

You know those puzzles that take days or even weeks to complete and that incredible sense of pride when you put the last piece you have into place? It’s great, isn’t it? You look at the image you created and sigh in relief and joy. Now have you experienced that time when you were doing something completely unrelated and all of a sudden you see a puzzle piece on the floor? You pick it up, turn it over in your hands, and realize it goes to the one you are so proud of. In confusion, you look at the puzzle you thought was complete and now you see it. Now you see the void. How did you miss that? It now seems so obvious. You put the newly found piece in place and the picture jumps to life. Ah, how much clearer it looks. Again you shake your head and wonder how on earth you missed such a vital piece of the puzzle.

You are that piece that I didn’t realize was missing.



Copyright © 2011 - Heather Cacciatori

Falling In Love

With a voice as gentle as a breeze whispering through the trees on a cool night, she spoke my name. When that single word rolled from her lips, my heart fluttered. She makes my name sound like a brief, but sincere, prayer. How can she do so much to my emotions in such an easy manner? She created havoc with my thoughts as she touched my cheek.

When her soft lips touched mine, waves crashed through my head but, as the kiss lingered, the waves settled into a dark blanket of water and I was quickly drowning. It wasn't scary at all, as I had previously expected it to be. Instead, it was soothing. An anxious calm settled through me as the kiss broke and our eyes met. It was a calm that I never knew existed, never even knew was possible...until now. Desire swept through me and blood pounded in my veins. I had fallen.

With her slow and sexy smile, she had melted my knees.With a look into her her beautiful eyes, she had left me speechless. With a simple touch, she had melted my heart.



Copyright © 2011 - Heather Cacciatori