A Night of Passion - A Poem By: Devina Cashion-Patterson

Two bodies meet for the first time,

These two bodies are yours and mine.

A stich of pain, then comes pleasure,

This one, I will always treasure.

Fingernails on a broad back,

Where falls the compassion I lack?

Sweat runs in drops onto the sheets,

Don't want to stop but can't stand the heat.

Joined at the middle and taking gasps of air,

My soul holds sunshine, my heart finds despair.

Screams of passion lurk in the night,

There are only feelings, no sense of sight.

The motion is fast, then slow again,

I smile as I commit this sin.

We compress so tightly, it's almost pain,

Yet I feel possessed, even insane.

I feel ecstatic when we're together,

Can this feeling last forever?

I then find the answer - no.

The motion now has returned to slow.

All of our passion has been released,

All of our movement has now ceased.

Our grip loosens and our bodies dry,

I lie there now wondering why?

Only you could make me feel like this,

This is a day I'm going to miss.

I'll turn over and you'll be gone,

Our black night has turned to dawn.

My bed is empty and I'm all alone,

Can't help to sit and stare at the phone.

I want to love you for a while each day,

Maybe next time you come, you'll stay.

Poetry Written By:

Devina Cashion-Patterson

Poetry Published By:

Eryn Dunbar