Theresa was heaven on earth
as far as sensuality would go
into places of a quiet solitude
that braked into a solid screech
the difference between her and other’s
that dared venture into passions bed
was the need for mutual give and take
inspiring satiation through endless want

Theresa was heaven on earth
her heat consumed a part of my galaxy
spinning worlds off into tangent orbits
beckoning me in towards sensuous circles
ellipses that slingshot beyond the stars
Her grand body was a sought after delight
that most would be forbidden to memorize
and she handed me the keys to her chambers

Theresa was heaven on earth
with breasts that pointed me into temptation
traffic cops directing me to her intersection
where a glossary of love’s whispers collide
on a street of dreams and wild inspiration
so ferocious were her infectious incentives
so frenzied was her proclivity for passion
and she immersed me with endless desire

Theresa was heaven on earth
her needs were obvious and so simple
without pretense and I was quite willing
I was sought and brought out from the sands
like a sand flea from the grains of her beach
lured to the surface by the rhythm of her hips
and a sweet melody of moans in the midnight
with echoes of being breathless in her sheets

Theresa was heaven on earth
her kisses were a soft falling rain
bringing life to the arid chambers of my heart
a storm that swept quickly in a time of drought
so intense were her downpours of emotion
so well focused were her eyes for mutual need
always ready and poised to alight to the stars
where we could worship each other in silence

Theresa was heaven on earth
with or without the approval of the world
seeking only to obtain the utmost pleasure
She would rotate my world at a dizzying pace
with her heels dug into the back of my knees
and fingernails raking the small of my back
projecting us high in an orbit beyond this earth
where we would climax in the fringes of heaven

© 2007 Amor Sabor