Ecstasy

Rating: 5.0

I like to be with myself.
Remembering, dreaming.
To feel your lips.
Your body next to mine
in ecstasy.
Missing you!
Is that sin?
No. It is to dream.
It is to want to love
and to be loved.
To feel what I have never felt.
Inebriating you and to be enebriated
by your kisses in the moonlights.
Our lips going through our sweated bodies,
without fears,
with passion and madness,
forgetting the world outside.
Our bodies becoming only one.
Four walls,
musics, a thousand of secrets.
whispers, sheets in the ground.
Wine, whiskey, champagne.

READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rachel Butler 20 September 2009

To feel what I have never felt. Inebriating you and to be enebriated by your kisses in the moonlights. Rachel Ann Butler

0 0 Reply
Reshma Ramesh 18 December 2008

nice write there.....................

0 0 Reply
Ency Bearis 09 December 2008

a nice dream ha...feels wonderful...great poem..10 Ency Bearis

0 0 Reply
James Mclain 09 December 2008

Secrets of the ages resideing in the strongest of walls tumble down even so no one can say this is not a good poem.

0 0 Reply