Kiss of Dawn

Make love to me in my sleep, my love. Wrap me in your senses, and drag me into you. Dream with me. Invoke me and provoke me. Set our love aflame on cool cotton sheets and make me your convocation.

Invade my dreams. Storm my mindscape, shower over the figments of imagination and blast them with your reality. Fill the landscape with you. With your kiss lip to lip dance with me in the moonlight and with each exhalation bring me back down with you, landing on earth.

Let me be what you inhale, as your drug fills my senses. Be my oxygen.

I feel your breath on my neck as a living thing, and my spine curls in languid lust-filled surrender, molten and flowing to pool in my belly. You can steal me with a touch, with a brush, with a shift of air, with a look as I feel your eyes descend on me. I would be frozen, trembling and heated in the wire frame of my muscles.

I think I am in love with sensation. I delight in imagining the brush of lips on skin, the scratch of beard over my neck. The scent of you. My mouth waters in anticipation. I delight in the twisting tangle of limbs across our cool cotton bed, crisp white and silky against my skin, caressing me as I meet with you. The kiss of your flesh is so heady in my memory: chest on chest on mouth

on spine

on hip

on cheek

on lip

on taste. Fill up my senses, my love, and let me drown in you.

Wrap me in your skin and bake me with your warmth. Let your breath play on my skin and evaporate into the air of our cold, dark room. I want to taste your tongue, swallow your breath and live in your sighs. Paint my body with your caress and play me with your fingers in this pale morning.

I want to be a boat in your sea awash, picture-calm and isolated observing you. Sweet sweaty salt drifting over me with your swells; rocking me in your storm.

Let me be broken in your hands, shaken and undone, unravelled and loosefree to hang on your fingers. Weave me in your patterns and sun me with your smiles.

Move for me, my love, as our limbs curl and twine tigerlike and smooth in darkness. Let our bodies be undiscovered territory, unwrappable and opened; our geography merging as we drink of each other's seas. Wade through me as I do you, with my arms around you waistline-deep and your salt on my lips.

Make love to me tonight. Open yourself over me and feed on me in your passion. Don't you know my joy lives in you? Enslave me and I will love you forever. Let your fingers tremble on my skin and I will die for you.

Rise up with me, in sweet sensation and fly free of our skins, leaving our bones to fall together. Come back to me, sweet and sweaty, and let me bed down to the thundering of your heart.