Delirium In The Darkness Poem by Warren R Abbott Jr

In the darkest darkness
The blanket black of night
There is a touch, a craving delirium
That requires ne'er any sight

So small and tiny
So slight and yet massively large
So eloquently electrifying
A pulsating powerful throbbing charge

In the subtlety of slumber
A bed of passions care
Two souls joining one in number
Beauties nakedness they share

A tiny finger touching
Moist lips upon a cheek
The drama bodies demanding
Wanting so much more, than just a peek

Her legs wrapped in him
His mind wrapping her
Skin melting melded to each
The night becomes a blurr

Every thought of you
Craves this tiny slightest touch
My soul implodes without you
My darkness is too much

Wanting the darkest darkness
Feeling all your luscious soul
For tiny tiny touches
The kind that make me whole