Quiet Poetry Lounge : This Touch (revisited)

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Your pulse quickens… at my touch
synchronizing the beat of our hearts
in a deafening rhythm… of silent Eros
lustful wants are lost to passionate needs
intertwined, we become… in mind, body and soul
as the darkness of fear gives birth to the light of ecstasy

The cup of love pours slowly… and I taste you
warm and sweet is this elixir
an intoxicating potion… of your essence
insatiably, I drink, only to yearn for more
in supplication… I kneel
at the altar of spiritual union

Incense, oils and honey… for purification
the prelude to an exotic journey
unlocking the door… to your sanctuary
entering into the nocturnal sunshine
engulfed am I… in passion’s fire
Intimacy bathes us in its flames.

In this exchange of spirits… we climax
building upon a foundation of bliss
heightening… every sensation of being
until it can no longer be contained
this touch… everlasting
Etched into my mind, by you, my love.



Poem by:
James A. Davis, Jr.
(C) October 23, 2000
 

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