Reflections: White Scorpion

class lady that you are,
a cool sip of wine,
gaze into my eyes

and show me the way

out of space and time;

together we can be
just you and I,
drawn together like magnets

merged and submerged

into the ecstasy of attraction,

only distantly felt and shared . . .

into the feeling constantly pronounced . . .

into the waves of desire

that have carried us like rip tides

far out to the edges of the sea . .

attracted and distracted,

sexualities follow us around

like toys for kittens who

have been left alone too long;

spread your wings and fly to me

tenderly from the sky pull you down do I;

pulled into you am I,

joined as one forever,

love never dies.

November 11, 2010