Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Meeting

While candles flicker and skin in twines
a feather caresses sensual lines
the heat from breath upon my neck
hearts are racing with this intimate trek
of passion deep the mind embrace
grabbing words to pen with grace
my mind is captured perhaps its stolen
does my heart flee or stand beholden

                                 T.A.L jr

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