The Embrace

I frolick in the ocean,
my body glowing as a faerie nymph
in the moonlight

The water caresses my body
like a lover's hands,leaving me
hot in the cool night air

On the shore I see Him, a tall
silhouette of arrogant strength,
confident and proud

I feel His pull, demanding
that I yield to Him,all of me
Unsure yet proud as well,
I stay where I am;
The battle of wills has begun,
the challenge trumpeted
by my quiet defiance

He watches me as He sheds
the layers of civility,
glorious in His nudity;
His eyes honed in on me
as He glides in the water,determined
to get what He wants

I want to move. Can't.
Stuck in place by fear and
excitement, I tremble at
His approach;
Touched by His will
with a look- by a sound
as He speaks to me,
the yearning - the DEMAND -
evident in His voice.

My body shakes with need,
but I cannot yield so soon-
surely not !

Trying to flee too late..
My body yanked against His...
My wrists clasped tight in one
of His hands, behind my back.

O/our eyes clash,
O/our spirits battle;
Passion and Need
are O/our swords.
Electricity rents the air
as the Storm Cloud tries
to o'erpower th moonlight,
Engulfing her in His Strength.

The thunder has rumbled.
The battle is done.
The StormCloud has won.
moonlight is blocked completely
as He enfolds her in His Embrace,
Arrogant..Smug..and Humbled.

The Cloud mooves but a bit,
allowing His moon to light
up the night once more.
She glows now, having yielded.
She found a haven in the Storm.

Shining brightly once again,
the dark figure of her Storm
is never far from that which
he has claimed for His Own.

The moon is still,
close to her Cloud,
and she smiles.
He touches her and she is
content, at peace-
knowing that in His shadowy folds,
she has found her haven.