Naked is the Best Disguise

Dark was the dance,
as we stood there in silence
moving, so still;
our souls enmeshed...
I have felt your spirit rising,
rising from your body's flesh.

It's as if I were pressing tightly;
tight up against a cathedral's wall...
Filling you with my voice and touches...
filling you with my passions raw...

Lips embrace, My tongue's hot dancing
coaxing music from your soul;
how bright My love does burn inside you
dawn's kiss, now new life unfolds.

Silken strands, soft slipping liquid
knowing fingers touch your core...
they know the way...they know so clearly;
I've been there dancing many times before...

I see your're terrified
so terrified...yet hungry;
so scared to breathe,
My starving whore...
starving for My simple touches
I hear your pleas,
you must have more.

you can barely move...
a breath...
a whisper...
begging so sweetly
"Don't take away this paralysis..."
"Let me linger
deep, in your spell now;
held in this subspace...
our eternal tryst."

Immobile,
rapture clings so tightly...
woven...
cuccoonlike;
you are mine to command....
held aloft on My lips so loving...
balanced so gently;
your love expands...

Eternity sighs...
our eyes meet in the darkness,
connections so clear
intent can't miss....
lips speak without speaking
through the misty moon's softness;
"I love you My guttersnipe;
for You are My pure bliss."

Voices in the Dark
9~6~01