Looking into his hungry eyes

My breath catches 

What will it be like 

Being his

I want to know 

But

I’m scared 

This feeling is all consuming 

Will I survive if he withdraws 

I must know 

How his lips feel 

Are they as soft as they appear 

Will they taste of his last sip of wine 

How will his fingers feel 

as they create magic 

On my skin 

My mind adrift with longing 

As he approaches 

Strong and confident 

Eagerly I step into his embrace 

My mind explodes… 

it’s everything and more