Timelust

sweat beads drip like teardrops off the body sublime

the air surrounding is heady like yesteryear’s wine

breathing is heavy sort of half moaned and half gasped

skin is afire and the hands so tightly are clasped

light is so dim it bare cuts through the night

sight is by touch but that too seems so right

no need to worry we have all night long

sighed as her guard dropped this couldn’t be wrong

minutes seem like hours mind’s oblivion in heat

sweet sensations are endless from forehead to feet

an expansion of passion like the dawn’s early light

rockets explode from the ramparts this night

now sated and elated lust desires satisfied

he looks at his watch…she knows now he lied