"The Sweetness of a Supernova"

2:36pm 9-13-2011

Something about your soft skin sends sparks

shooting swiftly through my nerve endings--

so close that the only way to get closer

is to pull handfuls of mattress & sheets upward,

around your body.

Your body--sketched by an angel;

its finished form being that of a

demi-God. (who coincidentally is with a nymph/siren, if you will).

Your eyes literally glowing as

you look up to me,

our bodies pressed together like

clay inside a mold--

every crevice finding its mate within each others skin.

Closeness like this is only found

when adrenaline & pheromones

collide with the passion that the

thought of sex brings.

When two bodies find the way they fit--

it's a God-given pleasure.

Something shared only with trust & passion--

Tongues tie endless knots around one another,

lips mesh & can't get enough of each other,

breath shortens,

hearts hasten,

& legs tighten around their partner's

whilst hands provide pleasure in

places that could make a girl blush, &

bite her own lip for a change.

Something about sex with you though

is sweet,

not to say it isn't sensual,

but there is respect present--

each of us wanting to polease the other equally.

Your face,

the way I can see your pleasure pass from

your eyes downt hrough you lips when

they find mine,

after feeling your breath on my chest

while we press to connect.

& once the connection is made,

we are in a different place.

You, me, & our hearts beating at light-speed.

We are light-years away in our own galaxy.

Nothing but the nebulas inside our irises,

& fleeting thoughts like comets whirring inside

our conscience.

Breath warm like solar winds,

as we orbit each other's lips again & again.

Our energy burns, & explodes into

a supernova,

a beautiful moment--

only a few minutes long,

but sustained forever in my

memory by the way you looked at me.

Your soft smile showing your level of elation--

Your lips resting against the curve of your

teeth.

Your eyes close,

Your breath slows,

& we have each other,

forever.

Sleep slips into our saturated minds,

sweetly singing us towards unconsciousness,

reminding us of this infinite happiness.

We have this,

forever.

Our moment,

always.

Samantha Weldon

3:24pm