Monday, October 24, 2011

The Dance of Two

I've a way with words,
like Casanova with women.

Words flow from lips
like honey in hot tea.

Syllables slip out of pen and mouth,
seducing eyes and ears,
crafting notes and whisperings of love.

I am the sublime
the sensual
the sexual soul,
the most tuned in expansive energy
you've ever tasted.
My love, unconditional, is not to be wasted.
Dive in, soaking yourself in the waters of emotional and physical bliss!
Taste the honey and love in my kiss;
And know and feel the gifts I've for you,
as we dance the dance of two!