Fantasy

You gonna stop staring or not? some thing's gonna be starting or not? 
You stood so close, my eyes did close, i stopped breathing as your warm breath melted me, 
the look in your eyes rested me, 
you stand so tall and your long hands....i wanna wrap them around me, 
your legs make you look so inviting, i wanna get them to know me, 
kiss those eyes....your mouth looks so sweet....lick them lips....eat them up....leave my 
mark on every corner, 
lay next to you for a while, look at you powerlessly......
let your hungry eyes touch me....
making me weak with every passing minute, 
get your lovable body all over me.....
the cologne at the back of your neck smells so good, 
run my fingers through your hair....you are so close to me...
i can feel your warmth...feel your strength....
your fingers running everywhere.....i am bathing in the moonlight, 
you showering me with your kisses....
ain't a thing left my heart misses, 
let me stop you...let me a chance to cherish you...
let me be the one to relish you, 
your weight crushing me....you can't stop touching me.....
your mouth rushing me....your love gushing over me, 
hear you whispering....you love me...been fantasizing me....been waiting for me....my 
senses are fooling me, 
your hands craving me....your body wanting me, 
another world you are taking me.....my heart surrendering me...love smothering me.
your spell is breaking me, your smile is awakening me...telling me....
stop fantasizing me...no more dreaming me, 
i say there is no escaping me.....you are not answering me, 
my closed eyes no longer concealing me....i open them and see no one nearing me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Zzzzz Avatar
May 14, 2011 at 2:05 AM
A sensual and fast-moving poem...images cascading like a waterfall! And then...a rather sad ending. All too often life is so. A very good write! Regards, Robert.
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