ÅΡŎŦĤĘČǺŔŸ

   
a warm, lilting breeze    
forces loose  
her sheer lace upon  
soft shoulders  
and her gentle breast  
fall down upon my chest  
she quenches the incessant,  
effervescent nervousness  
   
hearts regulate in a sympathetic  
time out of mind  
 
She is my medicine...........  
 
reaching  hands inside  
her “choux pastry heart”    
gently, her thighs part  
and I am anointed    
by her oil.....  
   
…...soothing this fire  
burning inside my loins  
pleasing my desire  
making whole once again  
   
deep within her bottle bleu,    
she pours herself  
all  
over  
me......  
   
…....she heals me  
with the very essence    
of her sensuality  
 
....my magic potion of lust and love