like life and death
they were in love...
his touch was soft
a gentle curiosity
with the boundaries
of knowing no limits
surveying every curve
his warm hands
could summon chills
like earthquakes
up every dip in her side
over the length of her thighs
and skimming like the
slow wind across her stomach
her every breath
was his control
as he sweetly
and teasingly detoured
up the edges of her ribs
gently with two hands
and then one
placed her outstretched
arms at the top of
her body's length
returning lovingly
to where he last stopped
he runs his open hands
over her exposed inner arms
and then with his fingers
back down the sides
slowly rotating his hands
inward and grazing
his thumbs down
her collar bones
and adoringly around
her breasts
slowly so as not
to shy her breath
away
but for reassurance
he glides his hands
back toward her shoulderblades
and pressed her chills away
with the warmth of his body
and tilts her head to the side
directing her chin
with the small force
of his lips
breathing deeply and cautiously
catching the inner side
of his lower lip
on the silk of her skin
moistening the curve
of her jawbone
proceeding to the
outline of her lips
gently sucking
to pull them apart
just enough to slide
his tongue in
and trace the tip
of hers
as she exhales
deeply with a whimper
tempted, he smoothly
moves one hand
shifting his weight
to one side
over the skin on her hips
curving his fingers
to the mold of her body
wrapping his hands
to a grip around the
back of her thigh
pulling her leg upward
spiraling his fingers
up then down the warmer
hidden sides of her legs
fingering the creases of skin
where her panty line
would follow
then like ripples
he divided his fingers
and one by one
stroked her sweetly
as she lets out
a moan cut short
by the muffle of her lower
lip as she
bites down in pleasure
sinking her nails
into his shoulder
as his body is
slowly slipping downward
and her legs are gently
caressed persuasively
to spread eagle
as he shudders in temptation
moving closer
his warm breath is
the first thing she
can feel
then the tip of his tongue
spreading the moist taste
upward and circling slowly
followed by his wandering fingers
as they've found
an area of interest
moving in with ease
curling inward with pressure
slipping back out smothered
and glistening
over and over again
until neither could stand it
any longer
she grips his wrists
and pulls him up to her
licking his lips
and scratching his neck
he pulls away slowly
then returns with soft
slow kisses
she begins to whimper calmly
when he pushes into her
strong enough to break a man
but his force is put into self control
as he goes deeper
with the delicacy of a kiss
handling her like a dove
smoothly in and out
skin to skin
she's moaning
as his breath creeps
around the folds of her ears
she's running her lips
over his neck
sucking on his ear
and biting just enough
to make him shiver
when suddenly
she embraces him and
he stops
"whats wrong baby?"
he whispered in worry
"i want to be
in the right moment
when i tell you
i love you.
and the right moment
is when i'm looking
in your eyes
and feeling nothing but you.
not what you do to me
or how you do it
just you.
i love you."
he moves inward and smiles
"i love you too, beautiful."
in life and death
forever they
are in love
© 2007 Joanna Smith
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