Wish
If I could have a wish be granted
From the deepest of my soul
I would be yours and you would be mine
Together we’d grow old.
This wish would be cemented
In the sweetest of desires
In passion apple-red, in heat
That rivals all hell’s fires.
Your kiss would be the kiss that would
Consign me to the grave
If ever you closed those lips to me
And never another one gave.
Your touch would set my skin aflame
And leave me trembling in the power
Of the want and need you wake in me
It alone could make me cower.
Your skin touch mine, the heart
That beats beneath my hand
Racing even faster as we both
Spiral towards some promised land.
Our breath be mingled, our limbs entwined
The sheets forgotten and thrown to the side
My hands splayed through your hair, your eyes
The love there would have me mesmerized
The feel of your toes across my calf
Your hand as it touches my breast
Your tongue as it dampens just under my ear
My heart would surely beat from my chest!
I’d know every nuance of muscle and sinew
I’d know every ticklish spot
I’d know what to do to make you cry out
Make you beg, make you plead, make you hot.
Surely no lovers who’ve loved before us
Would be so perfect as we
Never have they explored the heights
Our passion would lead us to see.
Yes, you’d be my wish
My one true desire.
I’d touch you and tease you
With reverent fire.
I know with certainty
For whatever it’s worth
Loving you would be heaven, but wanting you
That’s hell on Earth.
