You are my greatest weakness
A lasting fire
Fueled by desire
Sweet nervous knots
Dancing in my core
Butterfly wings sharpened to perfection
Every cut, deeper than the last
Your will
My wish
My thoughts
Your gifts
Falling deeper this
Glorious dreams of bliss
Take my soul
Never let me go
Command space
Playing strings to bind
Locks that hold us close
A powerful universe consumes us
Particles of affection whispering our breaths
We become a soliloquy of passion
Enchained
Entwined
Our lips counting seconds into kisses
Our tongues
Acquiesce
Surrendering to wild, raw
Stolen moments
Deliciously forbidden
You devour me
Make me yours forever
Now
You own me, my essence
There is no turning back
My hands are bound
As I kneel
Still
Thirsty
A slave to our love
To you
…
Time
We existed only to please it
Now
We hold its key burning in our hearts
© 2018 &2025 Mel Gutiér
Some thoughts on this:
Poetry has always been personal to me. If I read it or write something about it, it is deeply rooted in me. But it is not always about me or my experiences; it is born from deep imagination and dreams. Music also inspires me, as did Hans Zimmer’s “Time” for this piece.
Flutter of Dreams 