Friday, February 25, 2011

When the Moon Beckons....

I am lost inside the labyrinth of your heart,
Inside the perilous twinge of your smoky eyes,
Those kohl lid pools of your heart's reflection
Draw me towards your web of hushed passions.
It is in these dark woods of your silky tresses
That I sink in tender drowsiness of desire
Where I utter your name in a frenzied chant,
My fingers crushed by your desperate lips
Till moments of sweet ecstasy take us over,
A pleasure hitherto unknown in aching limbs,
In crushed petals and delightful tinges.
As we lay after our midnight excursions,
You look at me with a quiet ease
For within our hearts we both know
That the river is finally with its ocean.

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