her figure dances
a soft fluttering on a warm evening breeze
delicate hands of spider’s grace
skin a creamy mist
warm smile of a winter's fire
sepia eyes a promise of a life that could have been
heating my heart and burning my soul
her skin whispers her name on mine
waves of ecstasy sculpts me rigid
seeking wet passage and hot release
a life of dreams in a night's embrace
an eternal memory of bliss
