The Taste Of You Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

it is dark, shards of moonlight drift over us.
as you sit with me, the light from the candles dance across your skin.
I can still taste the ice wine on my lips.
it makes me feel very sensual
I notice your eyes
and let my hair fall around my face to hide there as I watch you.
I sit very close to you breathing in your scent.
intoxication overtakes me.
I am unsure of myself
but I want it.
I wait.
your hand is guided slowly toward my face
gently moving my hair aside so I can no longer hide.
you draw me closer
your gaze never moves
I am lost now
only desire will assist me.
time and distance meld into one
and I can feel the heat from your body closing in on me.
hesitation flutters momentarily
it too is lost in the void.
gently you cup my face
holding me in excruciating infinity
my eyes are undeniable.
I can not blink
I can not move
soft lips touch
I close my eyes
and I can see.