Moisture

Passions rise uncontrollably
like the rush of raindrops
upon a thirsty land.

your kisses speak in waves
of hedonistic rituals
as your eyes melt the barrier
of a guarded moment.

your fingers burn
where they touch my skin
and emotion pours heavy
into this restless heart.

the promise of pleasure
simmers in my soul.
it is the flame of love
seeking to quench
its lusty fire.