Retrospective...

here I sit
remembering
his eyes
devouring you
with every blink of those long lashes
his lips
desiring to kiss you with every word


my breath catching in my throat
as I felt the connection
the heat
leaping off your bodies,
colliding,
in an invisible shower of sparks


and there I sat
wishing to be between you,
to be with you,
heat and passion consuming all of us,


and there I sat,
longing to be burned
by you both


©Miz Angell 2010