Your Poetry Dot Com - With A Kiss...(revison of Forbidden Pleasure)

His eyes read me,
His gaze pierced through me.
Those beautiful orbs,
Caressed the site of me.
He knew what I knew,
He thought what I thought.
He knew my mind screamed ‘NO’
But ‘YES’ was the cry of my heart.
Intuition put its foot down,
Right in the path of common sense.
My head throbbed in panic,
But from my body, he read consent.
His hand touched my hand,
Setting it ablaze.
The other touched my face,
Making me insane.
Desire had dominated,
And two pairs of lips met.
It all started with a kiss.
His lips so soft…
His mouth, so wet.
Thirsting for this moment,
Watering for more…
The way his tongue worked,
I did so adore…
From my face, his hands roamed,
His lips slowly following.
Kissing a trail down my neck,
His passion rapidly growing.
And so we ended up on the floor,
Two bodies entangled.
Our senses in over drive,
Our hair kind of mangled.
He touched me so gently,
And teased with his tongue.
I ached for it all and
Prayed he’d never be done.
Don’t stop, not now.
I hoped he wouldn’t ever.
I could go on,
Just like this forever…

“He’s your friend, I trust you.”
With a kiss…

‘He trusts me, Stop!’
I agreed with my head.
And I explained the memory,
And what he had said.
So we arose from the makeshift bed,
And he agreed he wouldn’t do it again.
His voice was so soothing,
So sincere and discrete,
As he said he respected that,
With a smile so sweet.
I smiled in return,
As he stroked my cheek.
And my eyes wandered
Over his incredible physique…
And in that moment…
He knew what I knew,
He thought what I thought.
He knew my mind screamed ‘NO’
But ‘YES’ was the cry of my heart.
I adored him from afar for just too long,
My dream was coming true.
I was getting what I had wanted.
I WOULD follow through!
The opportunity arose,
My chance was at my fingertips.
I just couldn’t stop myself,
I had to have some more of this!
Mentally, I felt horrible.
But my body felt divine.
And I think I knew in my heart,
That everything would be fine.
The Damage Was Already Done…
His zipper was open…………

We didn’t have sex,
He wasn’t even good.
I came up with everything
That I possibly could…
I decided to tell him,
I really had no choice.
It had taken me a while
To just find my voice.
I explained it all,
Every last detail.
And I didn’t stop,
Until I finished my tale.
And to my surprise,
He forgave me at once!
He pretended that this
Was not a nuisance!
Confused and Guilty,
I apologized repeatedly.
A scream and a break up,
Was what I deserved rightly.
I said that I loved him,
So very much.
And he gave me a hug,
I was relieved to be touched.
All charges dropped,
We all still speak.
How smooth it went over,
I still can’t believe.

“I still trust you, I always will...”
With a kiss…

Why do I feel even worse?
So in love with two,
I think I am cursed.
Don’t know what to do.
With a kiss…
With their kisses…
Two pairs of lips…
Neither of them mine…
Both so divine…
Each set touches mine…
Must I choose?
But I don’t want lose
Either of them!
Feeling so guilty,
Feeling so filthy.
But I’ve been forgiven!!!
So then why do I still feel horrible?
Because they both understand,
With a kiss…

This poem is Copyright ยฉ Crys