Caught

 ❤❤❤❤ "CAUGHT"❤❤❤❤

                                                                     

Running your hands up and down my skin       

              You gently pulled me in

Bathed in the darkness

                Of irresistible pleasure beyond measure                

The shadow people watched in envy

                          by red candlelight 

As I claimed you as mine 

                                          forever 

Lightning struck on the timeless stroke of midnight 

              And I followed in unison 

As the rain poured down 

                  On that old hotel's painted  box windows

I saw it in your fevered eyes

As  yearning entered your inner sanctums

That greed for unadulterated passion

That old yearning for this world's kaleidoscopes 

Of intense joy 

             and the overwhelming urge to......escape

That I alone can express for you                  
That I alone can give to you

Now as you lay before me
 Totally vulnerable
              on that

sweet bed of red Roses,

I beckon you.....pull you up to me     

               

 

                                                  

                                                                       

and you begin to take off that red dress

To step willingly waist-deep

               Into the deep recesses of other- worldly ecstasy

Look me in the eyes

            And all your dark fantasies confess

For I am the conqueror of all In and In-between 

I see you now and listen to your whispered pleas

Just hidden beyond all that blue ocean

                                 Of separation

           And those snow covered mountains 

                 Where I write unseen 

                                      In the dusk of evening 

For you know.......we know 

I can take you wherever you want to go     

and you know inside 

                   What is to come

You have been caught 

                        To never again run away

But to swim forever in love's river of gold

                     A new world to view and review

In treasured memories of tomorrow

                                 Whenever your flame burns low

                         And your heart grows cold.....................

Copyrighted original poem not mine but

 re-edited by Voo for the author..................   ❤❤❤      

Jan 16 at 8:27 AM  2019

Tu Me Besas Muy Rico
  by Smokey Robinson 
Too Hot!!!!!!!