Liquid Love Desire

He’s sitting there,

In that room,

Waiting, waiting,

—for him

The man he loves,

He hears his steps,

—After the sun goes does,

On the cold

Grave stone floor,

Anticipation,

Sweaty palms,

Feel his heart beat,

Race, pulsating.

The door knob turns

—oh desire

He’s here

Standing there,

A Nordic god

—carved from white marble

His body

—sparkling onyx

His eyes,

A dark god.

His lips are soft,

Demanding,

Gentle.

Hands exploring

—sighs

Sensitive nerves,

Tingling, Burning,

Pleasure

—sighs

Lovely words,

Pleasing,

Poetic beauty,

Ecstasy,

And desire.

Kindling fire,

—rising, rising

Taut and firm.

Rough caresses,

Flesh and muscle

Tingling

—ecstasy

Filling him with,

Fire,

Liquid love,

Desire.