Electricity

Bringing back the memories of the past.
Knowing in time it will not last.
That eternal little kiss.
The softness of bliss.
Falling to the knees of submission.
Felling as if the transition.
Makes the temptation
of lust
beyond the intensity
of
a lifetime
of histories.
Only to be repeated.
Torn from the bliss of that
weakening kiss
that only will ignite
the desire
passion
fire
from the belly of the
beast with in
of raw animalistic
desire.
If only for that one moment in time,
that touch.
Of desire revisited
only to be broken by the morning sun
as the dew breaks
the dawn creates a new day
If only for that moment
that one day
That shall last a life time
even if one is
far away
in a distant space
time
For now the connection
stronger will only
enhance the dreams
that have been visions
of what was
what is
what could
be.
The breath exchanged
will last for a lifetime
of dreams
if only once
visited
shall quickly drift
to
a
whisper upon
the wind.
For we are the
lucky ones
that even for a moment
in time
that ones
breath was shared
we at least shared
the breath to
hold our minds
for an
eternity of
sadistically
sweet anticipation
of temptation
for the next encounter
of chance
circumstance
beyond
comprehension.
As thoughts of that one
kiss,
touch,
as the nails
trace down your back
drawing your breath to
your mind
only to enhance your
intensity of life.
That soft whisper upon
the wind
flowing
like gentle breezes
running though the
veins
that are
iced.
Freedoms shared
as the exotic
kiss creates
an electricity only
to be
taken quickly.
With in the breath
taken together
as one.