November 21, 2022

To the rhythm of the wave...

Yes, here it is, gently, just there,...feel this vibration, my breathing, do as you feel, as you feel me.

Touch me, make me yours, own me, let me forget myself for a moment, or maybe longer...

shake me up, shake me up, in your slender hands I'm the "weaker sex" tonight...

Play with my sensitivity, with this skin that burns under your fingers, that burns with these frostbites created by absence.

Make me feel your desire, guide me to serve it, make it grow, whisper to me with your breath the words you like to hear, those who make fireworks under my head.

You know how it works, you know how to make it blush. I close my eyes to feel, to stop thinking.....you embrace me, you hug me, how sweet this contact is!...you are me, I am you, we are, all at once single and double. A last movement, a final cry, the wave knocks us down, suffocates us and leaves us stranded on this beach...

I'm cold, hug me again...again...