Dance Within Passion's Sky Poem by Sharon Washburn Flynn

The notes waft upon the wind,
throbs of my fast-beating heart
pulsing to the tune of your caress.
I am floating on a whisper,
dancing on a cloud in your sky.

I hear your name called
and I soar on wings of love.
Twirling and whirling, sashaying
into the wealth of your arm's embrace.
My fingers drift down the length
of your bountifully scented skin.

We sigh in unison
moving closer together
in a flurry of satin and feathers.
I tremble as you pull me tighter
and the dance grows more intense.

My head arches back
as your lips press torso and thighs.
The night offers us the stars,
plays a smoky melody
that gives us the rhythms
of this sultry night-time tango.

Passion calls our desire to attend,
'Come dance within my sky.'
And so, we meet in this moment
dancing into the stars of sighs.
We let the night carry us far, far away.