I would swear by all I covet
That I feel you entirely
though your voice utters no
word to me
but I know you feel the same
whenever the lower
fibers that comprise
our skin rub either in a
accidentally or purposely touch
how electricity whips us and at the same time travels
along our veins, where my blood as
yours boil on the fire engulfing us
in our act...
Our clothing does not go. Only our bare skin
is allowed in this moment of madness and
of passion that takes place now.
And it is precisely that there is no magic in
this world or another that can compare
what I feel when your air and mine are breathed
entirely...
Your body sheltered under mine,
The sound of our lips
Are caught in eternal and fiery caresses
running a sweet melody,
just like our moans
caused by this exquisite union
And your words, by just hearing them
Coo me and encourage me
to continue sating our desires...
At the same time, beneath me, I see your eyes
Glowing in different colors
as if a whole universe
with all the nuances existing and known
were caught in them.
They lack of fallacies,
They are incapable of lying...
And they only promise me beautiful things.
It is not a sentimentality
what grows inside me towards you,
You do not feel sorry for me
and I assure you, my love
that every time you look at these eyes,
bouncing pure and absolute green flames
by seeing you in all your magnificent beauty,
you can confirm that I would never intend
to dominate you.
I would rather that the death
mow my existence.
So many injuries, so much pain,
much misunderstanding
and torture stemmed from
those whom I thought my equals,
reflected as scratches
aching and bleeding
in the flesh of my insides
fade from my body
and from my soul thanks to you, as my
unique and ravishing balm.
For some people it is simple and even
Insignificant but seeing it
with my eyes, is maddening to insert
my eyes in yours,
Begging me to
Continuing til we die,
To endear and to roll over
Those curves outlining
your perfect and divine figure,
stirring, naked and perfectly white,
with mine upon the
sheets in a delightful swing,
deeply intertwining our differences,
both tangible and ethereal
til we get weaken,
speaking in that perfect language
allowing me without showing shudder
or fear that admire and I lose myself
inside your body ... in that body that you, with your tender
and true words, assure me there is
no trace of another love...
I keep exploring and loving you
slowly and carefully,
but I lose control of myself
and everytime
your arms find themselves around my back
and your mouth claims mine fiercely
I have neither fear nor shame in screaming that I love you
and I shall never stop.
My hands glide your waist,
your beautiful swan neck
the long, wavy and golden strands
which crown your head,
falling haphazardly
over your shoulder
behind your back
upon your breasts
and part of your face.
your eyes closed in pleasure,
your figure whose diaphanous shape
turns out to be the only thing relieving my
desperation that in my surroundings
there are people who live and look for excuses
only to hurt me...
Knowing that you love me
is a sweet and addictive narcotic,
our skins still melted into one,
both of us beaded with sweat,
the sheets and bed in which
we loved so ardently
still resist these avid onslaught
of love.
But ... After reaching the apogee of our act
I feel the tears taking over my eyes
hearing you cooing me, telling me with tears
in your eyes as well that you love me, that there will not be another
nor there
or at another occasion.
I just embrace you, embrace you as I never did before
sinking in your arms and your chest,
looking for the shelter, warmth, understanding
and the love I lacked of until I met you.
You do not seem surprised by my attitude,
So you do not hesitate to keep me warm,
and I simply whisper when I fall
prisoner of slumber, locked in
your arms:
'You are mine, and I am yours...
You're the only one... Sigyn,
Lover and Confidant...'