A fire smolders in the darkness, passions embers glowing red,
Carefully the words are chosen, so our hearts are not misled,
Idle chatter hides the tension brought about by our desire,
Keeping lustful visions secret, trying not to fan the fire.
Knowing that we soon will weaken, give in to our bodies need,
We try to talk away the feelings, but our want will take no heed,
And will sit for silent seconds, searching for something to say,
That will break this awkward moment, and our minds begin to stray.
Overwhelming passion flames,
Ignite the need for lovers games,
We feel the heat and both give in,
Surrender to this carnal sin,
We touch where only lovers dare,
Our bodies call, our only care,
Tongues entwine and hands caress,
I watch your flowing summer dress,
Fall shamelessly toward the ground,
My eyes devour you without sound,
My lips explore your trembling skin,
And free erotic thoughts within,
The embers, now a raging fire,
And we are prisoners of desire.
by a dear friend... Tim
