IT WAS NOT THE BEAUTY

REALITY
 
As the wind shook
the walls of the haven
where I had been invited;
as the fire flames danced
erotically in the fireplace
dressed in white, orange
and black, the chosen
music found Sinatra's
"I did my way". The gracious
guest who  I had recently
met whispered from
the bedroom where
she had disappeared to,
for me to join her.Her
physical presence was not
stunning or would encourage
a second look
BUT there was something
about her, that drew like a magnet.
Slowly our lips met and our
tongues danced in sync with
the fire in our bosom; hands roaming
secret places explored; words
with keys that said YES to
the unexplored, fantasies,
and desires that had never
been satisfied were now honored.
NO,
it was not her beauty it
was her passion, soulfulness and  
open spirit that was more beautiful
than could ever occur in
any other context ...
YES,
beauty is skin deep but
passion is soul and eternally
deep. Meet me at the Kissing
Place and WE can share something
more than skin beauty.
OKAY?