Dances Poem by minette irsay

Gossamer gowns and homespun shirts
Clasps loosed and buttons undone
Each slipper slid beneath
The cannonball bed
To join the Sugarloafers already there

Down filled duvet
Soft pillows for their head
Fingers and lips touch at end of day
Whispers and laughter
Promises unsaid

His tongue traces the journey
From ivory throat
To soft rose of nipple
And beyond, made smooth
In daily ritual prepared

Sharp intake of breath
Tremors soft ripples of desire
Breath hot as a desert breeze
A prayer offered up for a wish fulfilled
Warm release at the touch of his lips

The games they play
Lingering exploration
No hands allowed
He finds her rising
To his fevered pace

Hard calloused hands caress silken skin
Soft fingertips with nails painted crimson
Raking skin in a moment of passion
Smooth meets smooth in a liquid explosion
Crashing like thunder in the heat of the night

Dreams and memories of nights long gone by
Evolve in a metamorphosis of tangled sheets and tawny locks
Into a reality unexpected often thought lost
Prayers offered on the night wind
To ease the pain filled void

Every day brought a memory
Each thought a moment
Shared years ago with a love pure and gentle
Not a moment was lost year to year
Not a memory tainted by a pain to big to bear

Lifetimes spent and forgotten
Come again in passion relived
Grocery isles and church pews
Fertile ground for the moments yet lived
Eyes meet, fingers touch and the dance begins anew

Cotton gowns and Irish lace
French braid and tangled tresses
Adidas and Aigner
Hypnotic blue eyes
Hiding behind smoked glass

Years of wondering what if..
Tears shed for time lost to one mistake
Words carried on air
Brought hope to a lifeless heart
Years of hopelessness erased

Levis and silk shirts
Penny loafers and boots
Aramis and smoke
Soft eyes still sparkling
When he looks at my face

She holds the key
That unlocks his heart
A touch, a smile
Never lost, but somehow out of focus
In the years that dulled the senses

She comes to him with halting steps
Unsure if he remembers
Unsure if he cares
Eyes on eyes
Fingers touch

He looks to see her soul
Reflected in the depth found
In crystal glances
Made soft with tears
Just barely restrained

He waited by the roadside
Watching for her approach
She stopped to primp
Hoping the years could be erased
They all fell away at first sight

Time stood still in that warm spring night
The years fell away the moment we touched
Tears of relief, prayers all answered
Each looked at the other
Seeing only the love lost now found

Tentative embrace
Her head on his shoulder
His breath catches
A single tear to moisten his cheek
And the dance once interrupted

Continues