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May 2015
As I turn to see a dark silhouette, I realize it is you.
Your sultry form is illuminated by the moonlight glowing
through the window shrouded by tightly drawn curtains.
I become instantly aroused. Your silken gown clings
to your shapely body, like hot liquid gold dripping
into puddles beneath your bare feet.I approach, slowly,
step by step. Anticipation is heightened. I reach out and
take the thin straps of your gown with a single finger.
First the left, then the right, I hold the straps outward,
with eyes fixed, staring deep into one an others souls,
I let go. Your crimson clothing falls to the floor.
You are covered only by your long beautiful hair cascading
over the curves of your naked body. I take your bare
slender shoulders with both hands. You feel my strength,
but you are not afraid. You feel powerless as a warm
sense of comfort fills the very essence of your being.
With eyes still fixed, we move even closer, so close
I can feel your breath on my mouth. Your tongue
sweeps across my lip and then as sudden as a star
falls from the sky, our lips meet with the power and
the passion of the Genesis of Earth. My hands have
moved to the small of your back pressing our bodies
firmly together. I kiss the side of your neck, you gasp!
As you chase after your breath, I take the lobe of your
ear between my teeth and bite very gently, your
body trembles. I pick you up and carry you across
the room. You seem to be floating, I lay you down
on the bed, a peaceful smile envelopes your face,
as you would see on a child when they feel raindrops
for the first time. My clothes have mysteriously
disappeared. I lay down next to you, then in symphony
we explore each other's bodies completely.We make love
over and over again. The pleasure is overwhelming.
You scream in ecstasy, your fingernails pierce the skin
on my back as you grip and grasp, twist and writhe
and squeeze me tighter and tighter. You scream again,
and again. You have never felt like this before.
Our bodies kinetically charged to the power of a
freight train speeding out of control. We have become
moist to the point of drenched with our hot sweet sweat.
We collapse completely in each other's arms with
exhaustion in total surrender. We awaken at first light,
still in lucid embrace,and say "good morning, I love you."
It is at this very instance we both understand our lives have
meaning and enlightenment. We are under the power of love.
It is destiny.
WARNER BAXTER
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WARNER BAXTER  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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