perfect.

catefrances

i stand alone inside my room
naked except for the fears that stop
my self from collapsing
i stand alone in the darkness
my eyes closed. my hands fisted
beside my body bereft of resistance
my breath escapes slow and steady
and with a purpose. i feel a breeze.
it seems to come from nowhere. i
sense that i am no longer alone.
i feel his heat and i hear
the breath in his lungs as he stands
in space with none between us. he
runs the back of his fingers down my arms
and i shiver in expectation. i want
to touch him but this is against the rules.
my turn will come.he takes my hand
and places it on his chest. 'can you
feel me?' he asks. i breathe out
an answer and am pleased.
he kneels before me and presses his
lips against my skin. his presence is
such a test of my will. and i will not falter.
he moves slowly but not with reserve. he
knows me. i trust him. he never abuses
this most difficult of things to give. he
stands and i open my eyes. as my sight
adjusts i can see his form in front of me.
in the darkness he is perfect. i am perfect.
in the darkness we are as one. and we are
perfect.

Jamal

wow, really lovely
i enjoyed it, thx 4 sharing that

Jeremy1012

I dont know what it is or why but that resonated with me today. also, your signature is brilliant. my thoughts on art exactly.