Treasure Island

Owen Bittner

(Quantico VA)

As One


The first contact of skin on skin
hundredth time as the first – exhilarating
Gentle kiss on back of your neck
smell of your hair, been all day waiting

Your reactions quicken my beat
making love to you with a kiss, a touch
Sketching outline of your curves
absence of words how it says so much

Warm breath down your spine
stutter-breath affirming passion shared
Crazy for you when we first met
I was afraid, before first kiss was dared

Pulling close to you, skin on skin
hand on your chest, feeling your heart
Fingers interlocked, legs mixed up
melding as one, this is my favorite part

Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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