a sweet scent

i shall lean forward and inhale the sweet scent of a rose.

it shall permeate my senses and take me back

to an imagined moment,

when your hand travelled  to the nape of my neck

and coaxed me gently toward your warm lips. 

your eyes were like melting lava

burning mine as u invited me into your surrender.

i wanted to be seared by your 

desire to envelope me into u.

a vulnerability glimpsed 

tasted

as our kiss 

became melting

sweet

slow

yielding...

your ability to let go and let me know

you want me to bring out that side of u that needs

my touch

soft

gently passionate

telling of me.

courageously to move toward a state

of naked indulgence

of bodies 

clinging

writhing

loving...

how the sweet scent of a rose knows to make me yearn...

my imaginary lover.

RB.