Insatiable

Sweat, dripping from my forehead Into my eyes, I feel the burn of salt Trickling down the bridge of my nose Pausing momentarily, before leaping Plummeting with purpose, with desire Landing safely on your skin Drop after drop. Your body glistens I can sense desire. I can taste it. I can smell it. The slight scent of lilac Blindfolded. The trail leads me to you Your sexuality has no containment There's no stopping us, it's been unleashed The fire is lit and spreading like a wildfire Burning, searing, scorching the softness Flesh touches flesh, desire, liquid, heat Lovers engaged, connected, invited More. There can never be enough The appetite for love, it's insatiable ~Rick Berry