That I am left . . .
Come lay me breathless
upon dreams of
abandon
that I may find myself
enclosed within the embrace
of fulfillment
With satisfaction laid
thick
upon my lips with gentle hints
of berries and cream lingering in
the aftertaste
of your kiss
That I may feel your
fingers
teasing my body once
more
as your words
beguile
my senses
that I am left seduced
by the very thought
of you
November 22, 2006
The Poetic Downside
