The seductive twilight rose,
shuttered but sublime.
It caresses your ivory flesh,
painting a trail of need.
I follow with my kisses,
my lips smooth the tension.
Lidded eyes hot with desire,
tongue like velvet.
Rapture curls and infuses,
the particles of the now.
Serpentine I slide,
unbidden but summoned.
Passion undulates out forms,
as the world ceases to spin.
Spiraling we ascend,
heat flaming out flight.
Dizzy we bask in
the unperceived dream.
Gently we fall into
the meadow of all that is.
All that could be.
Kiss.