Earthly Gift (edited today)

 
 
Dark and humid night        
reach for the rose,soft and nectar laden        
kiss her petals hear whispered promises        
suck sweet and slow buried deep,unfolding,        
dream of evening's silken robes,        
as reluctant day retreats,        
Evening breezes cool the sweating brow        
confirmed in the crystal pool        
robes disposed and evening comes.        
The moon is high,raise the glass        
and stay with me . . . . . .        
Close my love your skin more soft        
than the silken robes . . . .        
A skin in love, none more sweet.        
Let me taste and see of you,        
smell the nectar, oils of Arabi        
opals hidden, waiting to be found        
pearls about your neck,        
no better gift when night is young,        
and so are we.There is time,time enough        
Your nectar shames the Lily;thighs that rival Venus.        
I am Hercules this night my labour  of love        
this no dream I am awake and shall remain.        
The cushion of your thighs will rest my brow        
Your breasts to quench your hands to hold.        
The crimson petal of the lake no match.              
Take me this night beneath the smiling moon        
let us share this earthly gift        
more worth than heaven's gate.        
Close my love stay close ,soon,    
too soon, . . .yet there is time to wait.        
In my arms lie still,wait, the tide is rising        
Float upon the foaming waves        
Hold your breath and me, we shall not drown,        
but tossed on the shore shall sleep,      
pearls drying on skin more soft than silk