Nothing But to Respond

As I get chills from even

the thought

I can feel her fingertips

skiing down my back.

My spine sending out alerts.

 

My neck and shoulders flutter

can feel the rippling affect slide

all the way to my toes which

curl in an uncontrollable way.

 

When she embraces me I quake

as if an eruption was about to occur

and I can see the thrill of it all

as if lava was flowing red hot.

 

My body has no control at all

when in the magic of her kiss

and sensuality screams in a torrid

full bodied enveloped exhale.

 

I am left with nothing

but to respond,

but to try to inhale all of her in

a single breath. 

 

To take in ever fiber of her

which performs a dance

of delight on my nerves.

Invites my every sense

to open to the spilling. 

 

Nothing, I mean nothing

has such a total affect

on my being.

as her touch.

 

Nothing raises my desire

as much as her kiss.

Nothing causes such

a robust response

as her eyes do when

begging me to take the

lead in our sail off

to Ecstasy.

 

Del Cano 2008 March