You standing in front of me,

My mouth on your neck,

My whisper in your ear,

Your breathless lips,

My breast on your back.

You standing in front of me,

My nails scraping your thighs,

Climbing your hips,

Encasing your sides,

Entering your mouth.

You standing in front of me,

Your locks on my nose,

My teeth in your nape,

No breath to speak,

No words to hear.

You standing in front of me,

No air to breathe,

No light to see.

Closed eyes looking inside,

Lungs breathing inside.

Sealed bodies holding on.

The power intact.

Wavy line moving

Slowly the power inside.

You standing in front of me,

Powerful hands roping

Your arms.

You breathing again,

I dying on your back.

Yin-yang, tight line

Getting our bodies apart,

Wavy search of the limits,

Stretching our small voices.

Yin-yang, permeable border

Getting our bodies attached,

Round achievement,

Expanding our consciences.

Our skins’ movement prevailing,

Powerful, striking,

Looking for each other seeds

Where the selves dissolve.

Through our looks,

Through our pores,

Through our grips,

Through our roars.

Getting inside each other,

Becoming one,

Feeling one,

Being one.

No sweetest dream or recollection,

Or reverie or imagination,

Exists in my mind.

Silent memories

Obstruct my present

Sailing through my conscience,

Whirling my thoughts like leaves,

Easing my nightmares,

Edging their way towards my kernel,

Tearing apart my soul.

Silent memories of a long ago

Occurrence resisting to fade away.

Reaching my skin from inside

Eluding to be forgotten, but

Accepting their fate,

Like living creatures.

I don’t mind your ex-husbands,

Your present lovers,

Your future friends with a benefit.

I just mind my being your lover inside,

Who ask for nothing,

Begs for nothing,

Hopes for nothing.

I just wanna be there,

Loving what is in your light,

And in my shadows.

Awaiting your shining

Through my inadmissible

Sins.

How couldn’t I love

What is mine in you?

How couldn’t I adore

What is in you, that I want?

Partners in the lights,

And in the shadows,

That’s what I hope for.

I’ll close your eyes with my lips,

Warming a blank space.

I’ll root my hands in your hair

But you won’t be there.

I’ll harden your nipples with a kiss,

and cup your breasts in my hands,

and stroke them with my cheeks,

but you won’t be there.

Your small back will be arching,

The ceiling of my hands.

You’ll push your hips up to me,

And I’ll dig deep my face

To make the pleasure appear,

But only in a blank space,

Cause you won’t be there.

And when pumping my desire,

I’ll entangle my hands in yours,

And smell your skin,

And feel your warmth,

But you won’t be there.

Now, I’m sealing your mouth

With my fingertips,

Feeling them soft and eager,

But please don’t,

Cause I should never be there.

I’m a brook of words

Flowing towards you.

Many voices compete

For reaching you first.

Many feelings welling up

In my wet eyes,

In my raw soul.

Voices from the shadows within,

Thoughts from the light,

Desires from the skin,

Kisses from the air.

Let me whisper,

Closer to you,

What I’m afraid of hearing.

Let me sin without hope

Or agenda.

Let me become

The word in your mind,

The spark of your wish,

The kiss in your dreams.

I am many voices,

And you are my sea.

How would I tell you

That it isn’t your kisses?

How would you understand

That it is not your strokes?

I know it’s love,

I know it’s passion,

But your eyes don’t tell me

What I need.

Look at me with desire,

With want, with lust.

Tell me you’re craving

For me to fulfil your wish.

Tell me you need my blood

To warm yours.

Tell me your unrestrained hungry

For my body.

I know it’s love

I know it’s passion

But I need more of you,

My desire needs yours

To be one soul.

Fear not the warmth of my skin,

Fear not my feathery touch,

Fear not my breath in your neck.

They will do you no harm

Fear not my whisper in your ear

While my fingers rack your back.

Fear not my grip in your hip,

And my breast on your breast.

They will do you no harm

Fear not my tongue in your toes,

My hands along your legs,

My cheek on your navel,

Your cheek on my hair.

We won’t do any harm.

Fear not your beautiful Egyptian eyes

Begging for more

For they will be satisfied

By my fathomless passion,

And my numberless kisses,

And my fire inside.

Fear not my being inside you,

And your enclosing

The hardest part of me.

The stopping of time,

The suspension of belief,

Our becoming god and goddess

Reaching the stars

Just for a few seconds,

Only to be humans again.

Fear instead the air expanding

Between our bodies,

Our hands getting apart,

Our eyes resisting the distance.

But then, we will not have a memory,

Cause we will be a memory,

A living happy memory.

And when our looks get locked

To each other again,

We will proudly say

We once were loved

Such as only god and goddess can,

We were loved

While reaching the stars.

Pinch me in my face.

Am I dreaming,

Or am I awake?

Kiss me in my lips.

Am I feeling,

Or I am floating?

Embrace me.

Am I living,

Or am I dying?

Alas, I was daydreaming

And didn’t realise,

But how sweet,

How real,

How delicious

Our joint reverie.

Slightly touch my skin,
subtly kiss my lips,
expand your conscience through my soul,
but never be mine.

Because we will never belong to each other.
Just like light shining through
discover my inner desires,
be the mirror I can look at
to feel the same,
but just
never be mine.

Explore the geographies of my mind,
touch my raw feelings,
they will be yours.
Let the meaning come through,
with joy,
with thirst,
with want.

And then we'll dream together,
in a world that exists,
in a world which is ours,
in a world made of light,
and desire.