John

I see you across the crowded room
Of this bar with too many bodies in it
Smoke hanging in the air gives me a hazy view
You are ever watchful in a sly manner
Trying your best not to appear too interested
Your long black hair reflecting the neon's light
Looking the Indian Brave that you are
I dance with another
Wishing it were you all the while
I've seen you here often before
I have inquired to friends
Only to be left wanting more&;#8230;answers
I know this is something I can't do
I finish the dance and head for your table
I only know your name is John
Where have you gone, you're not there
Suddenly I feel someone touching my hair
I turn to see your soft brown eyes
Gazing deeply into mine
You smile so deliciously
You lead me to the front of the dance floor
There, our bodies are entwined for the length of a song
Soon our lips are locked in a sensuous, fervid kiss
The world has disappeared
It is only you and I
Your hands gripping my back tighter
I feel as though we are melding to one
Your tongue in a heated dance with my own
Your dark hair falling over us in a cascade
Creating a shroud of secrecy to prying eyes
I only know your name is John
The song has ended and we belong to the world again
You take my hand and lead me away from the crowd
Through the door and out into the night
The air chilling us, we go in silence to your home
The full moon shining down on us
As we try to contain our longing until we get inside
You put on some music and pour me a glass of wine
Here, alone with you I feel somewhat skittish
I notice the music is a soothing Native American flute
I start to comment on its soothing nature
Suddenly you are so close, so close to me
Your mouth is on mine in ardent ecstasy
We once again begin our dance
You carry me to your chambers
Ever so slowly you remove my clothing
Taking time to tempt me along the way
I only know your name is John
I can still hear the flutes
As your tongue dances over my skin
Unhurried you are in this endeavor
Biting and nibbling everywhere
I hear a drum song begin, and the tempo picks up
You match the mood of the song
Becoming more insistent
My needs ever persistent
The drums bang on with the cries of their players
Grinding of teeth on flesh
It brings me to a heated frenzy
I climb atop my Indian warrior
Because I can wait no longer
I take him into me
I take him like a greedy child
I ride picking up pace with the drums
He rises up to meet me and we cling to one another
I only know your name is John
The moonlight is shining on us through the window
The bright whiteness of it surreal
The chants are growing ever louder
Faster and faster they come
Until at last I cry out myself
Throwing my head back, and arching my spine
You lie me down amongst the sheets
My needs satisfied, now it's yours we must meet
A different drum song has begun this time
It's slow in building
Just as you are
You provoke me with these pleasures
In spite of myself, I'm wanting you again
This time I am yours for the taking
You push into me in a harsh, yet gentle way
I feel your ragged breath in my ear
We have a simpatico rhythm this time
Onward and upward we climb
I only know your name is John
I taste my own recent pleasure on your lips
Each deep kiss muffling my cry
The drums beat on
I quicken the pace
Wanting a harder, faster race
Each thrusting bringing a myriad of pleasure
The sounds of chanting
Combining with our own primal noises
Strands of your hair caress my breasts
Hardening my nipples
The flame of the candle grows long
Still, we continue on
My skin is glistening
With the sweat of passion
Our hands are clasped together above my head
I've become the hunted in this bed
Just when I think so close, yes so close this time
You stop and take me from behind
This time it is savage
I only know your name is John
This time it's delicious
It's just what I want
A fevered lovemaking
No more tease, no more taunt
This time it knows no slowing
It's insurmountable, it just keeps growing
Harder, and harder on the brink of succumbing
I'm sure any moment I'll be coming
I feel your skin sliding over mine
This kind of sex is too divine
The drums are still sounding
We continue the pounding
Rhythm of hot sex in the night
This time we've gotten it just right
Our hands still clasped, our hearts become one
As we each scream out
Passions having been quenched this time
The chanting and drums have all stopped
This time you lie me on the bed with tenderness
The candles have burned out
The light of the moon a pale reminder
Of something that burns much brighter
You look to me with love in your eyes
I only know your name is John

? 2001
Lisa Gibson
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