315 Sense [21 June 2000]

Feel my body rise,
crushed against you as your hands
run along the curves of my flesh.
Feel my breath against your skin
as it leaves my lungs.
Hear the sound of our bodies together
as we move in the dance of the ancients.
Taste my breasts as they meet
with your questing mouth.
Let the senses guide you
as light is vanished,
save for a sliver of silver moonlight
peeking through the window
to give glimpses of moving bodies.
Hear my quiet cries as your touch
unleashes the fury of my soul within.

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
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