WOO HOO!
Warming it up in here again. ;)
Lovely poem.
Loves Flames by a Fire
In the light of a fires soft glow she lays stretched out like a big cat on the rug with me.
She moves in sensual grace, flexing her gold toned body in the soft heat of the fire.
Her face holds total satisfaction, as she flexes across the hearth rug in pleasure.
Her eyes are open but she doesn’t see, her breath comes fast yet shallow.
Ecstasy is replaced by deep peace, her mind still roiling in loves turmoil.
Time is frozen into the pulse of life, and the fire of nerves at their peak.
Softly she collapses, shuddering in her reaction even as I enfold her in my arms.
Gone is the storm, the lightening of the soul, we are chained by loves soft bounds.