The key you hold

THE KEY YOU HOLD

As your hands scar my body
with every stroke
relief is found in the
shimmering wetness
that covers me like a lover's cloak

you took control of my hunger
body fulfulling dreams
I left unsaid

here is my being
my fragile soul
thinking of you
arousing me in ways
with raw passion
of wich you hold the key

like a flower in layers
slowly each petal
I start to unfold
to see what beauty
I will find deep inside
a lovers mind

with firelight warming
our bodies on a frosty night
my soul drinking you up
my mind taking you to bed
wanting to explore all
drowing deep inside
your passionate well
where I forever want to dwell

© Barend van Huysen