Poetry

In the rapture of an addiction
The seduction makes you high
The words speaking staggering diction
The intense emotive of the thing

The sensuality of convening lips
Melts the entirety of the soul
And when fingertips trace the curving of the hips
Two smoldering bodies begin to fill the role

Inhaling the euphoric animation
Holding in the moment as the scene turns
The tease of a kiss leaves shivering anticipation
As the cycle of passion churns

The lights flicker out.