Ready, Willing, and Able (standard:poetry, 152 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Feb 09 2012	Views/Reads: 2625/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A woman describes how her lover can make her exactly what the title reads.

Ready, Willing, and Able 

He never believes me 

when I tell him I shatter 

from one simply caress. 

My brain becomes a Mad Hatter. 

My body shakes and throbs. 

My soul leaves behind its matter. 

My hands want to reach out to him. 

My heart repeats his name in a chatter. 

~~ 

It begins with his eyes. 

The love in them starts the fire. 

Next comes his mouth. 

His kiss stokes the flames of desire. 

Then his amazing hands. 

Oh they make me yearn to fly higher. 

And when we touch skin to skin. 

My entire being longs to expire. 

~~ 

The connection we have 

isn't linked by a thread or a cable. 

It doesn't matter if we are alone 

or seated at a crowded table. 

What we have is so rare and real. 

It isn't made up in a child's fable. 

That's why he'll always leave me 

Ready, Willing, and Able. 


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