Until You Whispered…

I thought I knew
How heat affected the body.

I’ve been scalded in the deserts of southwest Asia
And the southwest United States.

I’ve been braised in the humidity of the equatorial tropics
Of southeast, and southern Asia.

I appreciate,
And have the greatest respect,
For the omnipresent pressure
On the body
When it’s subjected
To the forge of incessant heat.

Or at least,
I thought I did…

Until I met you.

In your embrace,
I begin to question
What I thought
Heat to be.

Feeling your chest
And your hips
Driving into me,
Unstoppable
And unconstrained…

Blistering from your body,
As if there were no garments
Separating
Our wanting flesh.

Feeling your arms
Locked around me,
Unapologetically constraining me,
Blissfully.

Feeling the furnace
Of your breath
On my neck,
Personifying
The meaning of wild-fire.

No.

I was wrong.

Despite my travels,
And experiences in life…

I had no idea
What heat really meant,

How it ravished
The body
And mind,

How it commanded
Complete surrender,

How it predetermined
My response,
And sense of survival…

I had no idea
What heat really meant,

Until,

Until you whispered
In my ear…

“Let’s make love.”

Β© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

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26 thoughts on “Until You Whispered…

  1. Indeed, you’re one hell of a teacher.

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    1. That…that makes me smile. πŸ™‚

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      1. I’ve just been re-reading, trying to learn how your words seem to exude atmosphere while retaining a deliberate sense of reserve. It’s a marvellous skill, treading that delicate path.

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      2. Thank you Vera. You know, as I’ve tried to find my voice with the written word, I’ve struggled. There are so many polished and pure voices out there, speaking. All I can do is write from what my heart feels, and whispers. That’s all we can do…yes?

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      3. Your struggles have well and truly reaped their fruit. I struggle, too, as I think many do. And yes, all we can do is write from what the heart feels. That, after all, ensures the most authentic voice, which to me is the holy grail.

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      4. Perfectly spoken. The power of purety cannot be denied.

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      5. No, how a work turns out, I think, invariably depends on the closeness with which the author comes towards and into it — badly worded but you know what I mean.

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      6. Yes, Vera, I know exactly what you mean.

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  2. I love the reversal of β€œHow it commanded/Complete surrender” from the retired Commanding Officer πŸ™‚ and the powerful ending whispered.

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    1. So glad you enjoyed it!! Thanks for the thoughts as well. Really appreciate your interest!

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      1. Was just thinning out my followed sites and almost lost you there. Excited to settle in and read more this week with some extra time.

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      2. Thank you! I hope not to disappoint! πŸ˜ƒ

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      3. I hope not either. Just kidding. πŸ™‚

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  3. splendid. Love the ending

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    1. So many thanks! Glad you enjoyed it!

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  4. well the expression “in heat” not for nothing…jokes apart…absolutely loved this…beautiful creation

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    1. So glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for your comments!

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      1. my pleasure…

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  5. Beautifully Breathtaking!

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    1. So glad you liked it!! Thank you!!

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  6. Many of your poems echo longing and loneliness. Nice to see that this one has a happy ending. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thanks… and you’re right. I needed to switch it up a bit! 😊

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  7. Your poem is an exquisite marvel, a gem of an effort. Anand Bose from Kerala

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    1. So glad you liked it, and thank you for the very kind comment!

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