Gossamer Images of Passion

Felix L. Perry

I dreamt last night I reached out across the barren

expanse of my empty bed as I yearned to find

the warmth of your longing close to mine…

 softly I whispered your name in the still muted space

that only the loneliness of the early morning can offer

as a true sanctuary for the joining of two hearts…

tasted of the passion-spiced tart sweetness of

your lips so sensually defined in my mind and

enticingly offered to trigger fresh wanting

we made love in the cloying shadows of an

other worldly night of our own choosing

wrapped in the yearning of our mortal souls

I held your delicate gossamer image in my mind

long after tremors and shivers of our orgasmic release

faded to leave only moist proof that we had loved…