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one morning's heated whisper

a sliver of cold in the darkness

pale moon light grazes the barest shoulder

hands of such mystery

speak so eloquently

to my wreathing flesh

we are alone

near feverish in each our fondest intent

utterly ecstatic could be this limitless

assignation

you've kidnapped my sweetest fantasies

and sensuously fostered

each their most intimate expansion

breathing lust filled life into this

ever changing woman's body

how exciting

I loathe to return to reality

keep me with you

hotly entangled

ever thus so

so passionately enchanted am I

in your gorgeous web

of insistent throbbing

our obvious growing desire for each other

only furthers the heated attraction

for the game

so let us play it yet again

and again and again................

(March 20, 1999)