A Blissful Kind Of Cliche Poem by Melanie Emikohe

How do I word the aura of my face
flushed with a pinkish surge of glow
submerged in the unnavigated trench of your
wide world outstretched surrender
breathing out hugging warmth of a sauna
after a frosty night out

The blissful curve of my smile
at your presence, serenaded
with gentle tapping of heart beats
yet a sensation ascending all stimuli
sending euphoric glint to my eyes
and a leak of an uninvited guest
a sign that the night will be prolonged
How can this felicity swathe me
so freely, an impassioned
state of completion by your side

The most wonderful thing
is you gently pull me closer
kiss my long brunette to sleep
lull with carefully chosen rhymes
seducing me with kindness

along with firm, ravenous
manly thrusts of your desire

You spare nothing
a canvass brushed with every hue
a plot crossing all genres
Resolute - your rhythm -
chimes with mine to a fusion
of assured agreement
our almost surreal time together