The glint in your eye tells me
Just how your body craves that which my words promise in deed
Your tongue dancing between
Your full sensuous lips
Which spurs my fertile imagination
To contest anything reality may offer.
We pause, momentarily caught in
The fiery aura that surrounds us
Until the spell is broken as I touch
Your heated silky flesh
And the battle is already lost
As I surrender to the truth Of our passions.

July 14, 1999

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