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Saturday, February 18, 2012

Movement

Movement

Deep inside my soul,
our bodies pulsate as one

Climbing ecstasy
to the highest peak,
inner flames brighter
than the sun

Knowing the taste
of gourmet you
has only just begun

As the joining happens
found only by chance

Shaking to the rhythm
of our lover's dance,

In and out together,
is the true romance

Body moving,
adjusting just so
to find that
special "place"

How I enjoy watching
as the afterglow
comes across
your face

Lynn West
(c) 2012

1 comment:

Michele Robertson said...

That poem is steaming!