He was a stranger
to me
the forbidden
and unknown
personified
into flesh.
A man
unlike any
I had known
strong yet
pale and
insubstantial
as rolling mists.
His eyes
they pierced me
and saw
everything
deep withing
my soul.
He was
the darkness
and
I was
by some
unseen thread
of desire
drawn
to him.
Strange
that he and I
should meet
Darkness
and the
Night
joined
unconsciencely.
His touch
like cold
fire
burned away
inhibitions
and fuled
the rage
of lust.
The moment
became
a madness
that left me
on the
brink
and passion
filled the
night.
I love it! You used those words just right....smiles
I never knew a comment could inspire beauty.
Your words flowed gently over my tongue like
water from a babbling brook.
This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,-
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet .. more..