Captivated

He quietly lies beside her, captivated by her beauty.

Gently he brushes away the hair from across her face.

He traces the lines of her cheek with the back of his hand.

Her skin feels as soft as rose peddles made from silk.

Gazing upon her body he dedicates each curve to memory

Beads of sweat on her skin glimmer under the moonlight.

He wishes to be a dream so he can be inside her as she sleeps.

He feels his pulse quicken as he caresses her forearm.

The grin of a school boy after his first kiss overcomes his face.

He leans in and puts his face in the curve of her neck.

Closing his eyes he inhales her sweet and decadent fragrance.

She smells of rain, Spring, lust, sweat, sweetness and sex.

He places his hand on her face and turns it towards him.

He places his lips close to hers and kisses her gently.

He thinks back to hours ago and the intensity of what occurred.

He had never felt this level of arousal in his life before her.

A constant hunger for her has overcome his every thought.

He lays awaiting the sun so she can awake and be with him.

She would be the only means to manage his insatiable wants.

Captivated by her beauty, he lies quietly beside her.

Knowing that he has never felt this yearning for another,

And at the same time, realizing he doesn’t even know her name.

Accomplished

 

As the lines of experience are etched into our faces by time,

We come to the realization we are but human and will expire.

Life has a way of showing us a glimpse of our potential,

But quickly gives us excuses as to why we cannot achieve it.

Excuses that is as creative as the minds that conceive them.

We blame all facets of our lives without taking responsibility.

Seeking reasons behind curtains that we have hung ourselves.

We seek the answers to “what if” instead of the “why not”.

We are blinded by doubts, by failure, and by simple fears.

Instead we should be motivated and empowered by them.

If we could only see that we are the reason that we fail.

If we can only accept that the obstacles are placed by us.

Yet we cannot and instead lead lives without meaning.

We cling to unobtainable dreams in a sea of desperation.

We live vicariously through the lives of those who achieve.

And when the finals lines of time and experience are etched,

We will look back and ask “What did we accomplish?”