Sonnet 443

I feel your form beneath my body pressed
Afloat in moonlit silk upon your bed,
Soft arms askew, your gentle soul at rest,
Dusk shadowed wreath of perfume ‘round your head;
Moist lips to lips in ecstasy sublime,
In beat to beat two hearts refrain as one,
My fingers seek your fingers to entwine
There breast to breast ‘til kisses sweet are done.
Then moaning softly as in pained delight
Your lithe form tenses taut by fervor drawn
And arches up each sinew tensioned tight,
Relaxing swiftly then of rapture worn;
Now melting softly into scented dreams…
Replete with all the wonder love esteems.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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