Howl

Howl

Crisp mountain air sifts softly through open window
Mist of gold flows through ivory room
Nymph reclined in impish serenity
Gossamer silk illuminated by dying embers of sunlight
Your feline figure poised in graceful symmetry
Aureola blooming with succulent maroon buds
Peeking through translucent haze of fabric
Deep in shadowy crux of thighs
Mystic triangle beckoning like Grail
In the luminescent aura of twilight

Mysteries reflected in your ebony eyes
Star strands shimmering on beaded skin
Luscious thighs glazed in sepia
Lace hem migrating up to hips
Unveiling auburn curls
Moments wash by in blissful reverie
Your nimble fingers lay bare earthly image
The clay vessel shaped by invisible potter
Into a sacred vision of feminine beauty
Radiating allure with prismatic brilliance
Summoning my desire
With whispers of paradise

Satin nightie lies crumpled on floor
My body arcs like a falling star
Undulating in waves of bliss
Pulsations deep in your cosmic eggs
Imploding into supernova
Your body humming in symphony
Our notes meshing in counterpoint
Rhythms synchronizing in ecstatic chords
Golden hymn of creation resonating in angelic chorus
Sacred moments passing like rosary beads
through trembling fingers
Scent of male and female mingling
delicious aroma savored in time
Primal need awakened
Wolves howl in the night forest