Daniel Lloyd Kennedy

Winter's Only Heat...

The chill of winter’s night, peaking the sheerness of her nightie
This sight and her fragrance are intoxicating, his reaction is immediate
They embrace and kiss deeply, her hands between them
He explores fervently, her shapely form, with strong arms
Their once deep, steady breaths, now shallow and pantingly sharp
The urgency of their closeness is being filled to capacity
As one they climb higher, manifested by their primordial pleas
To the gods or anyone else listening, they explain their pleasures
With carnal meanings, to the fulfillment of their desires, shared openly now
In harmony or one word at a time, some with out meaning, yet understood
Individual feelings linked in sharp, torrid reply to the others need, finally
They fall, drained, exhausted, completely spent of energy, still clutching
They search for needed breath, taking long minutes for it to return, then
She giggles, softly smiling, at that wicked smile of his, their eyes meet
Staring into the abyss of each others soul, through these portals called eyes
Their souls melt into each other and she listens to his hearts message
A message, she can only define as, his willingness to be hers, completely
She hears too, its resounding beat, only now returning its normal rhythm
She feels his warm, yet cool hands begin to smooth the skin of her backside
Again she hears his heart, its tempo renewed in desire by his own hands
She realizes this night will go on much longer than either expected
The now fervent kiss she willingly offers, while smiling coyly inside
Knowing the effect it will have on him, as he slowly moves lower and lower

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2004

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