Sunday, February 18, 2007


with a flick of his hands
the rain falls harshly
and the winds rise.....

his eyes command
fair maidens sigh
and chase...he smiles
everything in its place

one stands defiant
yet licking her lips
flicker flicker flame
the one you will NOT tame

feather dancing across bare skin
alone in the movement........
the magick begins
rainslick tongue tricks
the dream of abandon..passions fix

quiver..shiver..fall
cat crawls..red claws
feline suggestions
seeking purrrfection

a wink a frown;(
defenses down
the guarded drown
in emotions flood

the open make connection....

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