She came to me at night, then slipped inside

The covers on the double bed

I gave her comfort with a kiss

And a shoulder where she lay her head

So, hours passed by in the night

Uncharted by us as they flew

The whispered pleadings fell and rose

We talked and talked the long night through

The danger was our intimacy

Was not from touch or kiss or stroke

But heat can climb from many fires

And ours was in the words we spoke

And as we lay there, closer still

I reached across the Great Divide

And kissed her glossy lips awhile

Before I brought her to my side

She trembled and her eyes went wide

Resisting lightly my embrace

But I felt the way she arched into

My idling fingers  on her face

And the way her strands of hair were splayed

Before my bold caresses then

The way she softly moaned my name

As I brought her nearer once again

And how our tortured, separate forms

Gently found their complement

Then pressed against the heated coil

With kisses that were heaven-sent

And the night became another bed

The stars a cover filled with fire

That began amidst a surreal fog

And ended with our sweet desire.

08/22/2000

Posted on 06/12/2003
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