Moths To A Flame

Moths To A Flame



They say that opposites always attract
yet to see us you'd think we're the same.
The depth of our feelings set us on a course
like fluttering moths to a flame.

We had been friends since our early childhood
when we played and shared all our dreams.
Our closeness was never misunderstood;
not everything is what it seems.

I knew that I loved you right from the start
but society said it was wrong.
I kept my feelings deep in my heart
where all such dark secrets belong.

Days turned to months turned to years and, at last,
I saw an answering spark.
All the emotions that I thought had passed
came forth like a light in the dark.

Our feelings of love had grown beyond friends
and we touched with our senses renewed.
We were wrapped in a passion that knew no ends;
there was only one way to conclude.

As we lay together, the flickering flames
of memory highlight the flavors of you.
Each taste of you is as unique as the name
of the one that I gave my heart to.

The taste of your lips on my mouth are so sweet
and send curtains of flame through my soul.
I yield and give in to the passionate heat
as my body goes out of control.

My lips move to your ear, to your neck, to your chest
as you recline and relax in my arms.
I see your excitement has spread to your breast
as I indulge in more tastes of your charms.

Your nipple is taut with the fullness of pleasure
and you sigh as I suckle your heat.
I open my mouth and take your full measure
and your cries fill the air as I eat.

Now I lower my head to the softness below
and I see that you're already wet.
Now is the time that I move my tongue slow
as your excitement grows stronger, and yet...

...my own passion is climbing and my fingers explore
my own center of passionate heat.
You are in full bloom and our fervor soars
as our needs for fulfillment meet.

With teeth and with tongue, I take you within
my mouth and feel your body spasm.
With a cry, your arms grip me and I, with a grin,
partake of your liquid orgasm.

As we lay in the darkness, our lips once again
exchange all our feelings anew.
Our hearts have been shackled as though by a chain.
Our love for each other is true.

Notes
An entry in November Round 3 of "Sensual Moments, Vol. III"  [18+]
Prompt: Opposites Attract
Line Count: 52
Word Count: 420

Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken