Love-Struck Poetry Collection

Adam and Eve

2016

There's a sweet silence that comes right before you kiss me,
you're leaning in and I hold my breath.
I understand you completely.
You lack shame when you push me up against my back,
you don't hesitate to push your center towards me, and I have lost the energy to pretend I don't feel it.
Instead, we've started this ferocious battle, what used to be shaky hands and breath, now entirely stable and determined.

I know you want what's behind my thin, soft dress.
The way your eyes have devoured me all night, the slight and minimal touches to my skin.
I didn't know I needed you until you knocked down the walls I held up,
your presence the only missing key.

Where have you been all my life?
The cliches are running around my thoughts, but its useless to sort through them all,
not here, while you're slowly and mischievously raising my dress.
We have only just begun and I am past the edge,
falling and falling towards you.
But you catch me, but better yet:
your bed catches us both,
and soon I feel just like Eve must have, next to her naked Adam, nothing between them but air.