As we lie sweetly intoxicated
by the sensual spell of passionate,
fiery all consuming desire under
the old maple trees embraced by the
pale, silvery light of the smiling
full moon the softness of your gentle
words creates a sensual crescendo of
warm delight in my ears as the warmth
of your passionately sweet, delicate,
sensuous kisses brush my lips. And your
loving caress upon my arm stokes the heated
pent up emotions within me causing my heart
to resound with amorous desire and my soul to
rejoice in the purity of your love's
wonderful expression.
Donavon Scott Vinson