Autumn Sent

I reminisce this early Fall night,
Window open, crisp breeze my delight,
Rain taps at my wooden sill,
Beckoning me to cede all will,
And think of her and what she meant,
To me that night of heaven sent.

Curled together in my bed,
Thoughts of passion were unsaid,
On my shoulder her head lay,
And with her hair I did play.

Close she was driven by crisp breeze,
Her warmth I noticed and did seize,
In moment of unspoken recognition,
She climbed upon me with submission,
To Fall's air crisp, clean and cold,
It sent her to me, for me to hold.

Our lips met in gentle kiss,
She had a taste I could not miss,
Sweet like honey, tender flesh,
Exploring tongues did gently mesh,
We groped each other beneath the sheets,
Limbs swayed in rhythm like wind blown wheat.

Under covers, intertwined,
Then I knew, she was mine,
Joining me for warmth and passion,
Holding me in lovers fashion.

I savored her like sweet dessert wine,
Complex aroma and taste divine,
Tender skin and pleasing fruit,
Which I sipped from long stemmed flute,
And like the drink, she intoxicated me,
Released my soul and set me free....