Fallen stars....

There are no gold stars tonight,
They have all fallen from the sky
and into my soul.
I've made wishes on them.
Would you like to hear them?

I wish I may
I wish I might
Wish the wish
I wish
tonight....

I wish
to
to brush my mouth against yours
so achingly slowly
so gently
you aren't even sure that I'm there,
savor your lips,
our breath catching and mingling
at the pleasure of first contact.

I wish
to
run at you,
to climb you,
to push you against a wall
your face in my hands,
fingers tangling in each other's,
nibbling and sucking at your bottom lip,
our kisses deepening in a frenzy of
tongues sparring,
teeth nipping,
reveling in the playful glory
of it all.

I wish
to
run my hands.... well...
 Everywhere;
to unbutton your shirt,
unzip your fly,
to undress you,
unmask you,
release you,
to delight in all that you are,
to be a mirror
that shows you your own majesty,
beauty and glory,
to show you with every look,
every touch,
every kiss,
how
I
see
You.

I wish
for
the taste of your skin
hot on my tongue,
between my teeth,
the scent of our bodies mingling
spicy in the air,
the sounds of gasps
and appreciative moans
making sensual music
as we discover
every driving inch of
each other.

I wish
to
feel your weight on me,
mine on you,
to crawl under your skin,
wrap myself around you,
feel you fill me,
to take all of you,
in the waning twilight,
our bodies bending with each other,
bracing against each other,
mindless in the moment,
limbs far flung,
tangling and twining;
my push to your plunge
bringing us closer
ever closer
to the brink;
desire fueling desire,
need fueling need,
the magic and mayhem
of senses on overdrive

i wish
to
feel your hands on my hips
as i grind into yours,
to tangle my fingers in your hair
and pull just hard enough
and then a little harder,
your groans in my ear
and your breath on my face,
our eyes locked
unfiltered
reading each other's expressions,
moving as one,
guiding,
grasping,
thrusting,
muscles tight and ready,
building the flames,
the holy on our lips
as we ride this together
until the end

i wish
for
the ache to subside,
to be sated
(for the moment),
to be limp with exhaustion,
senseless and satisfied,
worn out by our animal need,
curled up next to you,
sleepy and fulfilled,
the lazy, heavy warmth of you
pressed against me,
so right and so good,
reveling in the taste
you leave
in my mouth.

You see?

I am on fire.
You lit the match
And fan the fervency,
of the sensual charge that feeds
the slow burn inside me.

I am
All too aware
of the desire consuming me whole;
arousal leaves me taut and hungry;
deep in the depth of want,
remembering what it is to be wanted,
wanting want to be fulfilled;
even if it shouldn't be,
won't be,
can't be....
for now.

I honor that.
I hold the pause in my heart.
That doesn't lessen the longing.

There are no gold stars tonight,
They have all fallen from the sky
and into my soul.
I've made wishes on them.
Would you like to hear them?