orgasm

feel soft the fire rise, burning with hunger
and a need to release and take in new fuel.
I can imagine you, hands playing proxy
for my desires. your body slowly surrendering
to the pleasure it needs, indeed, it calls for
like food or water. or love. a touch of love
worthy to embrace and enter you, to center you
around a deep, steady, passionate penetration
to more than just your physical core
as you soar in electric fire unleashed
with such power that you feel torn apart
and reborn, laying there, a smile returning
to your face, your body breathing gentle now.
given, and taken, by your control.
and in my mind and heart, I was there,
and kiss you with reverence and passion.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.