clouds form in my mind
as I slowly fade into you
dancing waves of heat
a dream that almost wasn't
more than a mirage
swaying in the distance
dancing on the horizon
part earth, part sky
come closer
angel...apparition (or both)
hovering above me
lips wet and parted
inviting me in
driven by need
devoured by beauty
owned by longing
perfectly overwhelmed
I'm yours
out of my control
taken beyond the edge
bound by your passion
burnt by your touch
praying for rain
to fight this fire
as the night falls
taking us down
Awesomely heated literature ....
ReplyDeleteIt feels good to hear someone else say the things i may have been a bit reserved to say myself.
Great word art painted.
P.W.