Your speaking eyes
play music across the shivering keys of
my trembling body. Intricate melodies spill out
of my excited soul. Words are not necessary
as warm breaths dance in the moonlight
on the face of lust so strong
it illuminates the stars.
The stars.
Little beads of sweat upon the straining brow
of one lover in motion
as the other receives the dewy kiss
of moistened bodies joining in the night.
Joining to climb the steep mountain towards
pleasure so great
the fire created could burn
into eternity.
Climbing steadily toward that luminous peak,
only to fall off the edge. Falling swiftly headlong
into the fire pit of passion surrounding them from below,
they hold each other tight
in the sweet embrace
of love.
� Kathee Tschudy, February 8, 1999.
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