That moment
your eyes flicker
the spark of resistance
and overtaken by the flame
the flame of your surrender
and I breathe
breathing in
inhaling the sweet scent of lust
the aphrodisiacal aroma of wanton desire
that feeds my hunger
and I breathe again
releasing you to that space
I cannot know
the flight of passion in torment
of the twisted senses pushing you further
relentlessly teasing
to feed your desire
and I breathe
each breath demanding a little bit more
taking a little bit more
and your voice changes
from the soft sighs of love
to the screams of desperate need
and I breathe one more time
before plunging into your fire
to be engulfed in your flame
that sates my hunger

© JG Farmer 2016

Form: Free Verse