Fulfilment, Adoration And Love Poem by Louise Tredoux

There is a throbbing in my body,
I’m self-conscious wherever I go,
and on the bus, the engine throbbed
right through me, I’m like a high voltage
electric wire throbbing and humming,
I might explode, I’m alive and throbbing,
energy is pulsing through me,
a hunger to experience release,
a wild desire, to be held and touched,
I have discovered places that
never existed for me, clamouring
for attention, too secret to mention,
most of all, I have discovered you,
your smell, your texture, the taste
of you, the pressure, the movement,
fulfilment, adoration and love…