Oye, Karin - I Will Never Forget

Everyone was gone, and the pool beckoned - one-piece bathing suit, on your perfect petite form ... very broad vertical stripes, just five of red and white. Water glistening on skin, shoulders, damp hair, face, Lips, eyebrows outlined ... a faint sparkle in the eyes, all with a soft blue hue, drenched by the full moon. Your arms circle my neck, one hand combs my wet hair, the other frames my face, cradling it like a sad child's. Moon behind you, your eyes are hidden from me but for the soft glint from its radiance reflected off the surface of the pool's water, but you fix me with your stare nonetheless, and I feel your intent draw me in, Straight to your soul, thus, and it takes my breath ... 'tis but one more trance in a river of spells that you have cast on me ... oh, since the moment my eyes were awakened by yours, my desires have no longer Been of my own accord ... you have possessed me, as surely as an infant possesses innocence, and each breathing moment, in days or in dreams, has been for your indulgence. This is but the sultry and seductive Continuation of your clear appurtenance of my being ... but such is the flawlessness of your plan that to all and everything outward it seems to be of MY doing. Here, now, water to our waists on this warm summer Night, it is no different ... you feign to let me take the lead, but it is I who am at YOUR mercy. Oh, my hands are the ones that move, (softly but surely over your curving form ... tracing the sacred dimples at your Lower back ... down over your sublime backside, along the length of your shapely legs, pulling them up to grasp my waist in the abiding grip of your inner thighs, sliding upward to slip off the straps of your suit, and Attending the supple mounds that are now revealed and left glistening in moon-glow, like chaste porcelain perfection, with a soft, slow, deliberate adoration of every inch of your unblemished skin), but YOU are at The root of their subordination, as you are at the core of all that I am and think and do ... this moment, this calm, warm water, reflecting you, me, the moon, the stars, the fireflies of mid-July, the gentle California-Jazz, Drifting out from the darkened house, the way you have taken me over, body and soul, and this constant, passionate need I have for ALL of you, is so beyond what I ever expected to feel for another, yet you seem To have known it, as time knows the Universe. As I lose myself in those dark, moon-splattered eyes, as liquid as what surrounds us ... as I pull your face to mine and drink deep the tongue that I crave like sweet Nectar, as our forms fit together and our mouths and minds and souls and bodies merge, as I feel myself falling into you, like a child falls into the frozen white to make snow angels, with careless abandon and an Unimaginably clear ecstasy ... I hear the one sound and single phrase that completes this incredible moment, and sends me into the infinite oblivion that will become the memory of all we now ARE ... that will haunt me For all time to come ... your voice, reaching from the depths of this perfect, priceless, purely passionate night, and into the molten chaos of my core, "Oh, yes ... oh, please" ... the party was over, but love ... love, was just in bloom. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "I Will Never Forget ... " Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Hold Me In Your Arms" Poetry Contest, Julie Rodeheaver, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Opposite Gender Love Expression" Poetry Contest, Frank Herrera, Judge & Sponsor.