Short was the hallway between us,
silk and satin leaves were its wall,
and dying embers its path;
wine stained crystals overhead
illuminated your face
suppressing the emptiness
from which I must pass;
my feet moved reluctantly,
feverishly my body trembled,
your outstretched arms beckoned,
your form grew more visible as
the distance between us shortened;
my body ached with anxiety
that only you could control;
suddenly, I stood before you
your naked body glimmering,
your lips parted and pouted as
I stood there motionless,
without knowing what to do;
your arms wrapped around me,
warmness touched my flesh;
slowly, you pulled me over
forcing my head to yours;
my eyes closed when our
bodies pressed close together
and out lips touched and melted;
my senses filled with your
perfume and my eyes opened
as you disappeared from sight.
February 1977
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