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Subject: Coaxing Sonnets

Author:
Christine

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Date Posted: 14:15:32 01/15/08 Tue

Each muted ache bore the sigh of loneliness
yet tenderly, you slid a coveted kiss gently
upon my flesh

an echo to the moan hushed in the searching
as our lips wandered blindly, worshipping
the promises of wet and searing torrential flames
licking resoundingly; tasting impatiently
the sweetness of us

heavy-lidded eyes glazed in passion’s grasp
met spellbound, lost in depths lingering

we parted

to gaze in surprise at the unspoken
heartbeat of One

it was the yearn, I thought
it was the lust, you thought

until the touch unshackled our yesterday’s
slumbering shores pounding us to meld
in each ravaging gasp

each lost in the redemption of flesh entwined
as you crooned the lullaby of pearls so eternal
and I danced with you with each ebb and tide
of lush velvet unraveling our breath

a laced fever, we are here, coaxing sonnets
from lips inflamed by this ageless surrender
so consumed by this primal fury, we are filled
with this desire to remember midnight’s treasures

in daylight’s horizons….

© TR 5/2007

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