Chapter 11

(Inspired by chapter 11 of Gift of Fire by Jayne Ann Krentz)
Remember
I had to break you. Can you keep a secret?
Instant harmony do you understand? Sophisticated sex behind closed doors
I am very open, your smile sedates me. Innocent? My temple-priestess
Psychic sexual thunder, no promises made, quiet.
Forget jealousy, whispers in the candlelight
Slowly
Are you convinced, tortured by your beauty, dissolve
Beyond the limitations of our consciousness we touch
You said you love sex I said poetry is like sex to me
To Amplify the sex combine our energies
Grip the hands, risky curves, naked fashion
As erotic as open eyes
Making love with words till your circulation expresses hope that desire and love become one