Release Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

cold air fights the thoughts of you
faded now, but not dimmed, in my head full of thoughts
laughter and salt
questions and love
they flow like blood through my body
intertwined, intermingled
like our bodies
like our souls
my hands reach out, wanting tenderness
there is intense longing for you
for your touch
the feel of your hands
on my face
through my hair
on my body
burning like pointy embers
tracing their way into my being,
searching for a place that only you know.
a secret place
created by you
There I am safe.
There I am beautiful
sensuality lives there, riding out passions
writhing in ecstasy
moaning in pleasure
over and over again
you take my breath away.
gasping, aching, wanting, needing,
longing for release.