Teasing, Yet Wanting Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shivering with excitement when you reach for me,
wanting to draw me close to your body.

Pulling back, trying to escape, teasing, yet
wanting your arms around me more than ever.

Laughing, not allowing you to just yet, feeling
your desire erupting through your cloudy eyes.

Pleading to be held and loved, then suddenly,
grasping my waist, pulling me close to you.

Putting your hand gently on my neck, lips now
finding mine, as I want to run away.

Suddenly the magic of your kiss fills my being
and I succumb to your manliness, desires building.

Loving and joining one another in throes of our
passion, finding extreme pleasure as we become one.

Our love expanding throughout our beings, like
fireworks on the fourth of July.

Sublime, beautiful, lying side by side, looking in-
to one another's eyes, satisfied thoroughly now.

We have begun another morning filled with the wonder
of loving that we found to be exciting and thrilling.

Calmly bringing our hearts into synch, smiling, en-
joying silent effects of our love as we lie in the
arms of our affection.

Falling asleep peacefully, knowing that we were meant
to be together for an eternity, pulling me closely,
wanting to be one again.