Fingertips
touching lips,
cradling hips.
Reaching hands,
woman's and man's,
yearning expands.
Souls on fire,
raptures conspire,
taking us higher.
Feverish eyes,
desires arise,
breathless cries.
In passion's heat,
our eyes meet.
We are complete.
A slow drift down
Love's surround
Essence unbound.
DLD/29APR07
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