Loving the feeling
of your body beneath me
the sweet taste
of torrid flesh
My maternal offering
accepted readily
with a greed so raw
it refines my eager breast
Time etched by the gasp
escaping my lips
my body pulsating
your thrust your soul into mine
Passion building
hangs in the air
the musky scent
that creeps into my daydreams
Seduction filling me
making me whole
while adding
to your completeness
All this- a shared image
as we share
but a glance
- written in 1996. I was seventeen…
