Maximum Exposure

Touch

I wanted to say so much,

But I could not speak,

I could only touch

Hesitant doubting fingers

Pretending to be strong

My heart skipping beats

Urging them along

Finding soft skin

Below a teasing summer dress

Living just this once

I offered a tender caress

Subtle teasing touches

Releasing emotions elusive and unrefined

Strong deep impassioned strokes

Drawing on fire, calling out the spine

Stillness, and then...

A song painted on your skin...

...the finest canvas

...the most exquisite violin

Composing a silent sensuous symphony

That lingers on through pen

Notes that slid across your sculptured legs

And upon your silken knees did dance

That slid along your warming thighs

And then centered with your hands

Notes that paused on your core – reassuringly

And upon your loving hips did land

That traveled to your heart - indirectly

And again embraced into your hands

...gently your whisper came through the silent dark

Your enchanted eyes reaching for a piece of my heart

As carefully and simply you nurtured our uncertain spark

Harnessing rapture for its better part

And...

We were 'good'

And still...

I wanted to say so much,

I could not speak,

I could only touch

Caressing your hands as if

They were all of you

Caressing your hands as if

They were all of you

Living a brief togetherness

However undefined

An isolated foreverness

So sweet and so sublime

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A/N:

Did this resonate?

I'm not super comfortable publishing poems that are more sensual, I have a lot marked with an 'X' in my personal file.  'X' meaning 'Not for Wattpad'.  But hey this book is titled 'Maximum Exposure' so I guess i am getting our of my comfort zone and throwing a few of them our here.

Sheepishly singing serenades,

-DarthPadre