Forbidden Bliss... Poem by Nestor David Armas

I feel my pulse quicken steadily;

My fingertips perspiring readily,

The anticipation in my every sense;

Of you coming near my invisible fence,

Vulnerable to my emotions it protects me;

But you tear it down flimsy no one can see,

I take you in through every pore;

Beauty to my eyes; your scent unnerves my core,

The very thought of you like an illusion;

Every curl of your hair; every curve like a mission,

You wield this control unlike any king or power;

If only I could wait for your command but I cower,

As you touch me shivers run through my soul;

What I wouldn't do but for one kiss no bell would toll,

Your parting lips to my sight a rose in bloom;

Supple skin and flesh I wish to hold take in my doom,

For you break my self-control to give in to this;

What may it be called? My forbidden bliss...

(12/31/2007)