Arousal

 
Pointed towards your gravitational center,
every lash and freckle saluting your sun.
I bask in the heat from your want.

Your gaze sidelines my intentions,
lowers my pulse, which melts into the flush
rising from desire's core.

I recede, then rush to create an enveloping
of both your élan and mine  —
to join for a bliss of understanding...

to know, the devastation within.