STARING OUT THE WINDOW
SHE WRAPS HERSELF IN LINENS
EMERGING FROM THE SHADOWS
HER LOVER HUNGRY FOR HER TASTE
THE HAZE OF DUSK SETTING
THE WORLD BECOMES QUIET
THE TIDES ARE SLUGGISH NOW
THE BIRDS NESTLING DOWN
WARM BREEZES FILL THE ROOM
SCENTED CANDLES ILLUMINATE
SHE SWIRLS HER GLASS OF WINE
NO THOUGHTS, NO WORRIES, JUST TIME
HIS HANDS DESCEND DOWN BETWEEN HER THIGHS
FINGERTIP DRAGGING CLOSER
SHE QUIVERS AT HIS TOUCH
HER BODY SO FRAGILE AND SO VULNERABLE