Echoes Of Her Heart Poem by Monica Paris

she comes to me naked
echoes of her heart
beating pounding bleeding out
crimson on my hands
a look of passion in her eyes
I want her

I can hardly speak
finding it hard to breathe
side by side we lay
I can feel her heat

my heart sings her name
emotional overload
I can hear her thoughts
I taste her love on my lips
moments I savor

slowly drawing near
rush of passion and release
a burning desire
so secretly seductive
I’m losing my mind

together we melt
sexual fluidity
soul to soul soaring
never to be forgotten
her sweet soft embrace

a whisper in my ear
she tickles all my senses
she kisses my neck
thinking of nothing but her
blood rushing thru my veins
I become lucid
she is my drug
with her it was like no other
her touch I will feel forever