Forbidden are the dreams that taunt us,
Luring us into sinful thoughts.
A lover’s kiss,
Momentary bliss
That leaves the taste of joy on one’s lips.
A lasting taste that lingers for days,
Pressing lips upon skin
In places only dreams can reveal.
Embarrassed, inability to talk
As memory serves delicious playback
Of a good night’s dream.
Forbidden.
Only living in the subconscious,
Beckoning them back for more.
Written by Tabatha Goughneour, 2019
Soft to the touch, your hair falls in your eyes.
I brush it back and kiss your forehead.
I catch myself staring into your eyes and losing myself in them.
There’s so much beauty in your eyes.
I feel drawn to lean in close and feel your breath on my lips.
Your hand moves slowly up my body, tracing every curve and valley like you want to remember every part of me.
I don’t stop you, I love the way you touch me.
The way you pay attention to every part of me drives me crazy.
I lean close again to take your earlobe in my mouth, then move to your neck to place my lips gently there.
Your heartbeat speeds up, I can feel it thumping eagerly.
Your hand reaches my shoulder, sending tingles down my spine.
We share a kiss and I pull away biting your lip.
Holding back is not my strong suit, but I want to take my time with you.
You navigate to my neck, sending more shivers as I feel your lips hot and moist.
I reach down and touch your face, cupping your chin with my hands and kiss your forehead and each eyelid.
You laugh like this is bizarre.
You don’t even know how hard I am holding back.
I feel your cold fingertips and place your hands in mine to warm them.
We pull away to take a breath,
I see your soul through your eyes,
They are a portal to everything you want to say, everything you have said and what you are about to do next.
I stare at your lips to keep myself at bay,
Soft, inviting and I can’t help but reach out,
Touching them with a finger I trace your nose and marvel at how wonderfully you were created.
From the depths of your soul to your beautiful sculpted nose.
I could paint you with my eyes closed, I thought.
I could become blind at this very moment and know every inch of your body.
You are my cloud nine tonight.
I love being here with you driving each other crazy and slowing down to enjoy..
Every..
Moment.
The candle flickers next to the bed,
Your shirtless frame inches from me.
I yearn to show you how much you mean to me,
I kiss your fingertips and make you smile.
That smile..
That brought me to your side the moment I met you.
That smile that runs through my head late at night,
Your eyes seem to glow in the candles soft glow,
I can’t breathe in anticipation..
“Tabatha? Wake up!”
I open my eyes to realize I am lying in bed..
Alone.
I can still feel your lips on mine..
It was all a dream,
For now.
Dreaming of you deep in my mind.
(C) Tabatha Goughneour 2008
Rain drops, they do fall
On two lovers outside amid the cold,
Mouths together and warm.
They don’t feel the breeze at all.
As the rain pelts down hard,
Upon their hair, eyelids, nose
A trickle of water runs over their lips
Met by tongues tasting each other.
The pure passion and sincerity felt,
Would never drive them from the cold,
This moment was theirs,
A sheer moment of heaven and earth indeed.
Their love seemed to blossom,
In the springtime rain today.
Romantic and charming
He held her tight to him,
Her hand in his.
Their kisses so passionate, so sweet.
Like tasting cotton candy for the first time.
A love so feel magnified by the sun
Peeking out through the rain clouds.
So lost in each other
They remained until the sun dried them both,
Oblivious to the world around them and yearned to kiss again in the rain.
(C) Tabatha Goughneour 2009
Tranquil darkness 