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Searching for your silhouette
through the steamy pane of glass
reaching to bind my gaze to you
heart beating thunder inside
warmth falling over skin
a waterfall of pleasure

Listening to my soul
hearing your whisper
that window no longer
separating two who see
for here in my heart
you reside with a smile

Embers alight as each
gust of wind finds me rising
no longer illusions but
soul realization in these moments
Starbucks sips to King Crab feast
hand in hand as we mark OUR town

Tasty lips and a pink whip
laughter and gasps echo our room
Quivering peaks succumb
"smack" fills the air
neck arched as hair curls hand
twin flames collide
as love pierces your depth

The moon and stars create
a carpet to dance upon
your soul speak
kisses my lips
I am caressed
lifted with your breath

Blue eyes
the color of memory
supple shoulders
my scented palette to stroke
your shudders of beauty
invite strong, gentle fingers to explore  

Succumbing to the arch
and curve of sound
lips evoke
thoughts to shape
your eyes, horizon
your mouth, metaphor
at every turn of phrase
twist of soul
shot of verb
I find
I want
I crave
to devour all of you

Slow motion ride
dusk to dawn as
glass pours the sand
auras blending in rhythm
not tipping of toe but
perfectly fitting together
puzzle pieces on this path
tones clinging in upholding
memories made as such
worthy of the moons glow
through this steamy pane of glass