Blind lust

Words aren't often spoken.
cuz we both know,
by the graze of bare skin &
stumbling of trembling hands.
what we want.
clumsy kisses,
forgotten boundaries,
all such a blur
touchtastesmellsounds
clash together at a dangerous pace
we're running on this ultimate high
your to far gone to stop now.
you've become lost in the cloudy mist of emotions.
but still some how you manage to find your way to all the right spots.
there's no grace,
no control,
no regrets.
eyes meet briefly
nothing but a passing glance.
trails of kisses,
leading to muffled moans.
gentle bites,
turn into forceful lunges.
soft caresses,
traded for pleas of more.
silence has never been so...
l o u d.