Lovers

On the Island of Love I sit in the twilight As the dragons last red flame is sundered beyond the timber mountains I turn to look at my love, a sibling of power and beauty, a child of countless years She lays at my feet, naked, unconscious, not sleeping and I dream of the few days pleasure we shared. Contentment. Beauty. I watch as the warm breeze caresses her perfect skin, The trees murmur words of warning and the crickets sing of love My naked feet move to touch her and she stirs Without a sound, I hear her call my name. I never told it…. Seduction Darkness Desire I plunge into her, enjoying the cool pleasure she offers and I am lost to her forever Ecstasy Rapture My senses clamour for attention The sight of her perfect form The feel of her wrapped around every inch of me The natural fragrance of her un-perfumed being The wordless whisperings The taste My love…The Sea.This was the original and my favourite. Though my ex-girlfriend of the time said the depth in it made her feel sick ( so I was quite pleased really :) ) Written January 9th, 1997 © on Sep 02 2001 10:28 PM PST   0 • 8