Started with a kiss, a touch
Running fingers across soft skin
Inviting even more caress
Eyes close as lips part
Pleading for another breath
Another taste of your lips
Wish granted with no words spoken
Slowly mutual caresses move forward
To tease nipples tightened by passions grasp
Hands run patterns over clothed forms
While lips and teeth tease sensitive whorls
Building passions fire to a conflagaration
Only to watch both burn as the earth shall
Hours away from now.
Finally I feel you deep inside my body
So deep that I cannot decipher
Where I end and you begin in this moment
Where we move together as one soul
As party-goers dance and celebrate in the streets below
We burn, we celebrate the coming of the new age
By screaming, moaning, sighing our pleasure
To the world and anyone who cares to listen
Only to find ourselves caught in the afterglow
Glancing at you, glancing at me
We look upon the clock and notice
That the world has not ended after all
And, softly you suggest that this might be
Yet another cause for celebration
I tell you to rest, lover, and we'll celebrate
Later. Much later.
Started: 21 March 2000
Completed: 11 April 2000