Unashamed

Like a magick candle the moon illuminates our room
I can see your silhouette as you stand by the window
The image of you forever sealed in my mind
Desire burns like a volcano preparing to erupt.  

Like a magical creature from far away lands
You stand there pensive and serene,
I wonder what you are thinking
Yet I do not dare ask
I don't want to break this moment 
Your spell over me is quite potent.

Your eyes admiring the full moon over the lake
I realize then, just what you are thinking
Reminiscing, slowly replaying that afternoon
Our hearts full of joy and wonder
As we dived naked, careless and free.

Your look at me with those enchanting eyes
As you walk towards me 
I can feel your passion growing
My lips gently rest on your lips

My seductive gaze deeply penetrates your soul
As you start to kiss me shyly, you hold me tightly
Chaining me to your body
Afraid I might let go
No chance of that, my heart is yours
You are my friend, my lover, my goddess. 

Our hands start to explore every inch our flesh
As our tongues dance to rhythm of our hearts
Our breasts rubbing against one another
Exposed we are in soul and spirit
Neither one wants to part.

As my fingers wonder to an unknown yet sacred spot
I hear your moans as you ask for more
With shyness my legs brush against yours
You take my hands and gently rest them on your lips
Savoring the nectar from between your hips.

Slowly you caress my breasts
Your soft and passionate hands
Shake me to the point of beautiful despair
Your hands soon replaced by your warm lips
Kissing me with irrepressible passion
I can feel the fire radiating from my tulip.

The moment has finally come,
As we lay on satin sheets
Our bodies know just what to do
We are more than just our bodies intertwined
We are fire, heart and soul combined.

As we possess one another
Our hearts accelerate with feverish tempo
The explosion of the orgasm  
Gives way to the flowing of our nectars.

As we lay gently holding each other
The sweat of our bodies evaporates
Tears of joy rushed forth from your eyes
I look at you with a loving smile.

They may label our love sinful
But all that matters is the music within our spirit
It feels right, nothing to be ashamed of
For with you I am brimful.

Sofia E. Falcone