Your words brush silky on my psyche
Their touch as real as my hand
I'd love to pull you close and move
My lips upon your chin.
Your warmth sparks the hidden me
Burrowed in that secret place
You show me your skills and me
Wanting only to please.
Its only words upon this page
And thoughts so hot they burn
If only I unleashed my will
To send love in return.
Since you mentioned Psyche...
out of dreams she came
child of eros and psyche...
arms outstretched to me
A favorite of mine: Eros and Psyche, by Antonio Canova
I keep returning and reading this over and over. It's hotter each time.
Shhhhh
This is lovely, sensual, deep, and revealing, Susan. You have revealed the inner depths of your spirit. I love it.
"Your words brush silky on my psyche
Their touch as real as my hand..."
VERY expressive. Images arise. More, please. More.