Gift wrapped,
so softly,
she
wishes
the touch of her lips
to fall upon his deepest dreams .

Gilded,
so delicately,
she
wants
memories of her fingers
to join his own on naked skin .

Smoothly,
so wholly,
she
welcomes
thoughts of his arms
wrapped around her.

Beribboned,
so temptingly,
she
wafts
scents of her hair
into his every waking moment.

Spoken,
so softly,
she
whispers
words of her heart
to ease his longing
from afar.

Wantonly,
she waits.

We  fit  perfectly

How          often

do        I     wish

we             don't

?

Under glowing ceiling of hopes and dreams,
celestial dots joined,
once perfect lines were drawn,
till unrepentant starlight bursts all worldly seams.

Whilst dark universes orbit those now torn,
bewitched and lost,
amongst silvery wanton gleams,
Ursa Minor gazes down on Earthly passion born.

River
mysterious, dark
force became understood.
Dawn embraces the horizon.
Ocean
~River~

Spit that again...
Admirers I have many; Yes very true.
Can't the green ones see,  
I was only aching
for you

Curious lovers venture within, to the very darkest strands of the spiders ties.
Willingly they are seduced there; wrapped, by the temptations of Bliss.
Gossamer perfections of silk enchant them to search deeply inside.
Beholden eyes lustily devouring Her bejewelled fragile abyss.
Revelling in such perfect beauty, they sigh.
Weaving amongst silken pleasures, tender touches spin their sense modality.
Held in perfect lofty abandonment, they sway entwined, with lips open in whispers calling.
Cocooned unison becomes entangled as the softest breeze sends them falling;
  Earthbound, ignoring the deadly poison of their reality.