Today I stood next to a tall and lovely woman. No one
thing struck me at once. The conversation was not deep but
her eyes were.  The moment was lightening. I had forgotten
Lightening. It strikes rarely,

Coy and seductive. The moment burned for a second. A million years.
We both knew in that instant. The sensual flash. That offering. The accepting.
Then it was gone. A low hum but we will close that distance again soon.
It is destined. She is surreal in her essence.Forbidden.

She will come to me many times in flickering light cast against the wall.
A shadow. warm, sent by tallow and burning wick. Inflame my senses.
The seed now planted and I have planted mine.We both now know
a moment of decision awaits. My woven words and soothing tone will do
the magic it has always done. No arrogance in the least I assure.

What is ,is. We passed the divide riding beams of gentle light. we will both
decide but I can tip the balance and fall from grace to passion. Her body is willing
the language is surrender. Perhaps a moments pleasure.

Pandora's portal.
A flickering light beckons.