Unspoken Words. Poem by Douglas Goins

The way she looked at me.
Gave me my invitation.
So close her body heat warmed the parts of mine that were cold.
She leaned back.
Falling into me.
Her aroma awakened my senses.
All I could do was let go of my restraint.
My hands moved to her hips.
While she backed into me more.
Her lips met my neck.
My hands met her chest.
Her moan lingered in my ear.
Letting me know she was for me.
My tongue traced her ear.
While my whispers painted her the perfect picture.
Her balance slipped away from her.
Allowing me to be here base.
The scent of her hair.
I allowed it to fill my soul as i unraveled it from her hairtie.
My hands.
They had a mind of there own.
A mind that pulled her hair gently as my teeth gripped her ear.
Her sigh.
A sigh I’ll never forget.
It spoke without spoken words.
Asking me to take her.
Take her as she was.
And nothing else.
It asked me to fill her.
Fill every ounce that I could fill.
My mind.
My body.
It answered her in return.
Speaking without spoken words.