Maryam Laith
Questions of Lust, Passion and Love
Your touch moves me in ways unknown to me before:
gliding softly over my curves,
rising with my breathing,
caressing my soul with your gentleness.
How is it that I never knew love like this?
I ache for you,
and burn with a desire stoked
to higher flame by your presence,
my body yearning out for yours,
again, once more, again, forever.
Please.
Is this what it is to feel passion?
You move toward me,
and I shiver with emotion
centered so deep in my core
that my whole form resonates
from its echo,
shaming me with the intensity of its heat,
of my heat, for you.
