Nighttime Harmony

Your mouth sings my release
As I writhe against you,
Filling the night with
A raven's cries.
My body arches as
I move to the music
Only you can play,
Undulating to the fiery
Sounds of desire
Til the soft call
Of the morning dove
Is upon us.

August 8, 1999

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