The Night That Never Was Poem by Jim Agunga

Love! you dealt a bitter blow,
You led me across the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds; eternal rains,
long long drive,
to the land of milk and honey,
where she was waiting for me to arrive.

A juicy her, a pair of thighs,
Packed inside her tightened jeans:

the weather, cold and friendly,
her attire, lovely tight and trendy.
i sat on her bed, she sat on her bed,
we sat opposite each other,
the eye contact and her shaking body,
A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.

Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
just a flash of a second,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.

Piece by piece,
we threw them down,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the bed became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you whispered hotly in my ear,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of you,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,

When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you roamed your hands through my body,
And grasping tightly the foreign places,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
the sunlight tapped my shoulder,
and the wind told reminded me,
that it was time to go.

Should you seek this moment again

I will make the journey again....