tantalizing and teasting
with words at first
and giggles
soft looks
hints and allegations
words never said
questions of intent
followed up by blushes
flushing full and red
grins, invitations
and she follows a come hither stare
a crooked finger
hollow reasoning
awkwardness ensures
shy laughs and half looks
brought to the limit
where water in violence
turns to vapor
forward i step
avoiding her clear blue eyes
our shared breaths quicken
and she moves to pass me
blocked by passion and a beating heart
standing in silence
tense, desperate for release
i step forward
into her lithe form
forced between my heart
and the alter that promises
exstacy
what do you think ??? i can add so much more .... another 10 or more stanza`s describing more .. or should i leave it be and let the thought die away like a warm summers breeze
~Zehaeva