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Poem about a sensuous encounter within the realm of water .... |
Love Always Wins The soft cadence of silent, silken wisps reminds me of your soft, downed lips that enveloped me as we eloped within that sensuous corral of coral abounding as you galloped astride of me in the saddle I provided- we two together - in the early morn that day whereas through the eastern window we both saw Venus where she lay as she celestially bathed in other's Light, but none shone as bright as her own. She alone gave us the right to answer to Love's plight, those arrows loosed like the strings holding up your gown that I've found in my fingertips true and loosed they fall as I behold you before the bathwaters filled with citrus slices steamed, your proud womanhood gleamed in the candlelight's glimmer as you glided further... further down... into the lapping waters of lime, of lemon, of orange and kumquat delectibles that availed our noses with a heaven-sweet message as you smiled at me within the watery bliss as your hand slid towards mine, seeking ... seeking ... my little finger first, then the next and then the next until my whole hand clasped within yours as you pull down my scant underthings and I answer your call to sample the slices of sweetness many, sample the slice of special sweetness one - as I behold your warmest eyes there ... your glowing skin, your womanly bravery yet again about to begin as you lead me this time atop of you as I leave kisses trailing like bubble after bubble that 'blip'-'blip'-'blip' across your crown my liquid Majesty from where you lay sunkissed amid the building froth of our loving sway, of plying positions and of trysting admonitions as you now grasp a handful of my hair - hard! - now heaving me in a circular path, 'round I go and 'round I go, going deeper into this incredibly sweet abyss, a labrynth of love that is shaped like the Universe that can carry all within ... You cry out with tremulous voice and with trembling hands, fingers frantic like a couple doing a tumultous dance- I please you I please you I please you ... ... and now the sun rises and bids Venus farewell, the light of the sky lit with a promise of more amore but first I lift you from the empty porcelain tub, all wet and blissful like a freshly-birthed child sponge bathed and bright pink, now drained, like a starfish in the sink as I place you gently atop of the adjacent bed and as I lay silent alongside your warm bodyas you roll over to me, taking me in your arms and through the slits of near-closed eyes you smile upon me once more, sated within your soul and as you fall asleep I discover what it is that you've been telling me all along ... In the end - Love always wins ... |