by Sue DeGregorio-Rosen, RN, CLNC, Contributing Editor
I walked away from you
You, the most sensual person that I had ever encountered
You, who brought me flowers when I was sad
You, who dried my tears and held me
Touched me softly, sweetly…
kissed me tenderly
as you built up the familiar
a deeper yearning inside of me
like a flower ready to bloom
I so desired you,
your body was blessed with a golden sunlight
reflected from places I didn’t know existed,
a hardness, growing, throbbing
passion
I felt your hands once again
the emotion in your fingers
a seductive rhythm across my flesh
your lips invited me to want more
there was that time that I looked deep into your eyes,
and I felt you in that warm place
that made me shiver
with wonder and delight
could I ever again feel such ecstasy again
as you entered me
our passion grew
a lust, a need, a want
thrusting
until we reached
that point of no return,
my nakedness was yours