The Sounds of Bliss
Your sigh is like the whisper of the wind.
How sweet its susurration in my ear.
I lie beneath your slender body pinned
with tenderness! You utter words sincere.
A river I’ve become because I feel
a flow of pleasure overtaking me
as all my inhibitions you now steal.
And like the brook nearby that I can see,
I’m feeling warm waves coursing through me too.
I murmur as I ripple with delight!
As sultrily you do those things you do,
we breathe more quickly, and our hearts take flight.
Low moans . . . the gasp! Was it yours or mine?
It matter not when bliss is this divine.
April 30, 2021
For the Writing Prompt - Breathe - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2021
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