Warm passion on cool evenings
Soft music, candle light.
Hearts beating to new rhythms
jagged edges, exposed nerves
culminating spirit; explosion.
Collapsing, sighing, laughing
embracing with feelings anew.

Aphrodite, in her splendor
lent her beauty to you.
Jealous she must be, for it
is your mind that draws me
like water from a brook.
Yet water cannot quench
the fire that burns within me.
Your touch, your taste, the
scent of your hair ignites
my passion. My quivering
lips linger on your kiss.
Your dark eyes, like deep
pools where fish never swim.
The brush of your hair on my
chest causes the passion
to roar within me.

My embrace draws you near
my hand strokes your skin
softly we talk and giggle
and lay there realizing
our souls are intertwined.