Seduction
The time has come to surrender to each others needs
Seduction
The night is soft, the lights are low
a glance exchanged, the pace is slow
your hand near mine, it barely stays
yet lingers long in hungry ways
A whisper falls against my skin
the game of where and how begins
the touch is brief, the pull is near
a teasing thrill of what we fear
No need for haste, no need for more
the silence opens every door
your eyes have written what they crave
and I am willing, strong, and brave
The wine runs dark, the air runs thin
I feel the heat that draws you in
a smile that promises the rest
a mouth that dares, a heart confessed
So let the night undo the day
let reason fall and rules give way
for in this space, with nothing planned
I take your soul into my hand.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
Very nice, Maire. I loved the way it bounced along, enticing you to read more and more.
This could be a good start to a romance novel along with the image. Good job.
Seductive words indeed