Caress

Your touch,
A caress of fire,
An oasis,
A spark that lights a flame.
It is the heat of earth's core.
It is the lion's maw,
And the lion's catch.
It is electricity,
A heartbeat.
It is the wind in dancing trees,
It is the epicenter of earthquakes,
It is the full moon on ocean waves.
Synapses firing,
Silk and needles,
The raised hair on the back of my neck,
Sends messages of calm,
While igniting my blood.
Your touch is a dream,
Doused in fear,
The stuff of heavens,
Drenched in desire.
I surrender,
Giving in to the sensation,
The electricity,
The fire and flood,
The earthquake,
The peace...