His Breath Poem by Mari Martin

A Lingering breeze.

Perfumed desire floating in realms of dreams.

Wet mists warmed by passion's nova.

Spring reborn.

Malliflowers hypnotizing my mind.

Need.

Promises spread upon my skin as oil flowing onto glass.

Fireflies.

Raging storms traversing my body.

Consuming.

Murmurs of entreatment.

Mystical spells cast into my drowning mind.

Englufing Kamasutra.

A bath of ultimate sensuality.

Eclipse.

Shifting dunes sliding, flowing
burying all thought.

Ache saturating my blood.

Craving.

His lips possess me.
His breath claims me,
forever leaving his mark upon my soul.