we had sated ourselves
and plummeted through a ceiling of stars
upended each other’s cup
holding them above our trembling lips
with tongues extended
to catch every last drop
dragging fingers around the rim
to gather what remnants we could
greedily sucking the moisture from our digits
what a power elixir we had brewed
we imbibed like wanton sailors
trapped on a desert island
and suddenly our prayers had been answered
with a bone-shattering thunderstorm
having spent the last of our kindling on this fire
we laid there
like we were part of the night
like we were separate from the turning of the world
two souls
from the mortalness of our lives
the only sound was our breathing
like the ebbing and surging waves
after the storm
I could feel the pounding of her heart
as mine lay underneath it
as if I were the earth itself
prostrate under her
supporting her with my flesh
her hair hung down like a curtain
around her face
like glass filaments of midnight
our last kiss
still effervescent upon my tongue
the taste of her
pooled in my thoughts
like fine wine

About Eric

This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

39 Responses to Quench…

  1. Eric says:

    Thank you, Lady Pink. ❤

  2. Rita says:

    Eric, this is magnificent!

  3. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com says:

    That is what you do with your sword? Hmmm!! ☺

  4. Emily says:

    Beautiful! Leaves me wanting for a part two. 🙂

  5. Meg says:

    Whew! Marvelous! 💜

  6. Beautiful, romantic, passionate…hot! ❤️❤️❤️

  7. Beautifully passionate…hot! ❤️❤️❤️

  8. Now I’m all discombobulated 😊😊😊

  9. Patty says:

    Indeed…sigh…quite the romantic and (naughty) spirit you have 😉

  10. Kristiana says:

    Oh my… ‘like glass filaments of midnight’ ❤

  11. Pencil me in and leave our the eraser. I have no clue what that means. Ha! This is fantastic

  12. Sifan says:

    So salacious.your portrayal of sensuality is amazing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s