poetry session - 11/14

chills up my spine


Strong hands
Hold firm and gentle
Around my waist
I centre myself and anticipate
His next move...
Confidently seducing
I take deep breaths as
He slowly guides me
To where he needs me next...
He hypnotizes me
With such a rhythmic tune
We become in tune with our senses
And respond according to
How our bodies connect...
So perfect and aligned with mine
He sends chills up my spine with
How our auras are so intertwined
And united in this fashion...
So fascinated with
How he yearns to say my name
And how it drips from his lips
He tongues each letter
On every meridian of my body
Exploring the maps and
Separating continents with his doing
Filling valleys and creating waterfalls
With just the simple art of knowing
What to do next,
How to read my every yearning...
He learns and memorizes every curvature,
Every dip, every inch, every posture
And i couldn’t possibly resist
This reciprocity to co-exist
In this sensuous filled space with him
In hopes to uplift our vibrations
To give birth to nations, revolutions, manifestations
Of new ways of being...
All with his confident execution...
And the subtle power
Of his hands...


-j.jimenez