"Fire Stained Tender"

Fire Stained Tender

Sliding behind you

palm of my hands upon your shoulders

my fingers deliberately slipping down

your blouse

where attention begs for the cure

of my caresses

My lips fondle sighs escaping

the breath of kisses leaving the nape

of your neck

To the arch of a throat

answering to love

coming undone.

Jasmine floats in the essence of


that whisper my name in leg wrapped warmth

beckoning me closer

and closer

Until a murmur is all that seperates

our flesh of love

A sacred religion we call

our beautiful.

The firelight dims

moonlight glimmers through shades of pale

as your silhouette burns me in the curl

of satin sheets and tumbled pillows

Where we throw caution to the stars

and dance to the lay of

Fire Stained Tender.

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