I Smell Crepes as the Burner Glows

There is a musky moan that exhales when you say my name
It rims your fingers when you touch me
Haunts my flesh
Divides my will from my mind
A deep fresh breeze as you make claim to parts of me
Smiles rise to the brim when you hug me
What started as a gentle touch on the small of my back
has become a sweet decadent thing
caught between ease
and defiance.

I told you crêpes were magical

The rhythm breaks so you can breath
But only for a moment
Falling deeper than we’ve ever been
As we wonder around in uncertain chemistry.
My pulse trips as I bite your lip,
your tongue is new,
yet quickly familiar
Where there should be walls,
they are falling one by one
Leaving me open, and vulnerable at dusk

Thinly whipped slivers of heaven

I hear whispers of possibility
Churning with each new encounter
Another conversation stirs the pot
Scenarios intimate in nature
Questions unanswered in the autumn air
I have seen this before
But we’ve only known each other for months
Yet still you seep into my veins
Arms wrapped tightly around my emotions
If only for a moment’s review of safe

French genius disguised as culinary experiments

Let there be quiet distance between us now
Lest I fall quickly, blindly
Into feelings and longing.
You tell me it will all be fine
But I’m not so sure about anything these days
Not kindness, not commitment
So many things hidden out of view
Insecurities shaped like passengers
Former right hands
Meddling unintentionally

And if you’re not careful, they’ll work their magic on you.

Making me wonder if there’ll ever be enough room for me too
And although you’ve said it, I’m not so sure.
For in my book a man is his word
His contract, is his bond
But perhaps I have looked too deeply into things that were not meant to be seen
Looked into places I had no business snooping around
My mind haywire with assumptions and fears
When all I wanted was to know you
To know you for myself
To discover what I saw all along.