chris dawson

Two girls on the telephone

Resting on drawn up knees

Confessing all their secrets and

Divulging fantasies
Two minds in understanding

Curiosities in tune

Unconscious of the feelings

That might visit them quite soon

Dare meets dare meets daring

Revealed beyond the heart

Each one pursuing further

What each had urged to start

Voices soft with tones that test

Explore the other's state

As they relax in empathy

Qualms and doubts abate

Arousal that has been controlled

And for a while dismissed

Is loosened as the flow dictates

Opportunity is kissed

A gentle sigh, a stifled moan

Is passed both to and fro

As instinct and experience

Reveal the truth they know

Acceptant and in harmony

In agreement they pursue

A course that each has steered upon

So mutual and true

Provocation to excitement

Stimulation, driven need

The sense of their togetherness

Will make this sex succeed

Abandoned more in mutual lust

Released the chastened goal

Their bodies high and sensitive

Their minds entwined with soul

All reserve and modesty

Suppressed and subjugated

A union of their woman-hood

Why had they hesitated