The Lady Dances

She sits..
Bound by the twins:
Grave duty and obligation,
Sleek and smooth
Not a hair out of place


She visits the Vicar
Sipping her tea
Listening to the latest news
With unfailing courtesy

Hands folded calmly
She speaks with the ladies of her circle
Murmuring a word here and there,
A small smile curving her full mouth..

A queen,
She dispenses equal parts courtesy and charm.
A cool remote figure
Beyond reproach



The westering sun
Sinks slowly
Into the warm embrace
of Mother Earth

Slipping the latch on the old oaken gate,

She runs on bare feet into the arms
Of the darkening woods
And their secrets…

Loosing her hair as she flies,
Laughing.. freed of the dull days bondage
Her small body begins to throb
With remembered ecstasy

Her slender arms, tremble
As she frees her body of it's clothing
Light silken things tossed
Like windswept leaves, carpeting the forest floor

Her slender fingers caress her small upturned breasts
The cooling breeze
Brushing her silken skin
Her hips swaying
To a primal song


He watches hidden
Her slender body dancing
Thighs running wet with desire

A wild lass, creature of bracken and moor.


Slowly he rises
His red gold hair
Stirring across his broad shoulders
One large hand
Stroking his engorged shaft

Slowly he nears her
Scenting her arousal
In the cool evening air
Her fingers twined in the dark shadow
Between her creamy thighs


He hears her soft gasp
As he comes up behind her
Pulling her against his hot damp flesh

His rough warriors hands encircling her waist.


Long moments pass

As they sway soundlessly together
Until they sink to the warm earth
Mute with love and longing


His hard mouth closes suddenly on hers
Eyes intent as he fills her being with fire
Watching her darkening eyes
Grow huge with need

She trails her sweet tongue down his chest
Tasting his sun salted skin
Her fingers teasing his damp pulsing groin
Hearing the soft groans escape his cunning mouth


Slowly she cradles his swollen testes
Hefting them in her tiny hand
Her mouth sinks on him
Her tongue scribing circles over his damp tip
With exquisite care

Calloused fingers part her tender pink flesh
Opening her to his hungry eyes
Her body shuddering
Feeling his warm breath
Whisper across her wet slick
Velvet

He clasps her soft hips and pulls her sweetness into
His greedy questing mouth
Tongue tasting probing
Every fold and crevice
Her soft husky moans
An erotic melody

Gently he lifts her and lies her down softly
His hands cradling her head
Dark eyes glazed with passion, lock
As he enters her liquid silken depths
Her hips lift, legs wrapped round him

Mouth slack with desire
She joins the primal dance
Meeting him thrust for thrust
She clasps him like a warm wet glove

He rides her...
Wild
Pouring his hot seed
His soul
Into her dark mystery

Hearing her cry out his name
As she comes
Tidal passion sweeping over her helpless, wet body
He feels one long moment of
Utter love

Spent,in the gloaming
They lie enfolded
Sanctuary of grace and peace
Unshackled by their love

for a few precious hours

Til days light
Claims them once more........