Poetry - expression from the heart. Although many are LGBT themed, the poetry and musings found here are not contained to any one lifestyle, as feelings have no prejudice. As long as you have an open mind and a willing heart you certainly do belong.
Giving Up The Fight
Desire, such a small word that means so much:
A new feeling, a hotter heat, a firmer need.
A deep breath takes over my soul and
A fire envelops my skin.
Melting into a minute pile of flesh,
I am drawn to you.
Applying a firm bite to my lower lip,
I barely restrain from devouring your mouth.
The want in your eyes is a reflection of my soul.
It feels so right, yet I fight so hard.
A deep sigh of frustration escapes my being but
The rapid thumping of my heart drowns the sound out.
A hot flush takes comfort on my skin and a giggle escapes you.
My eyebrow lifts high into my bangs and I can't help but glance at you.
Instantly, I wish I hadn't as I notice that your mirth-filled smile
Only highlights the deep color of arousal in your eyes.
Your smile slowly fades and your hand touches my cheek.
An inferno rages inside me and i can't fight the magnetic pull of your presence.
My eyes drift closed and my last racing thought was
Something about giving up the fight.
Your lips brush mine and all reality fades away as
I grow wings and soar.
Copyright © June 2001 - Heather Cacciatori
