High Desire

The night has its secrets,
holds its familiar longings
in the heart of my high desire.

I see your face in my dreams.
I hold you fast in my arms.
Your heartbeat pulses bold
against my heaving chest.
I reach across the breadth
and the width of the forever
shining inside your brilliant eyes.

Your breath is hot upon my skin,
your fire invades my world
with sensation's pulsating dance.
Your fingers trace the circle
of my round and yearning orbs.
Your tongue reaches down deep
into the moist hollow of my mouth.

We both quiver and sigh
groaning beneath the quickened rhythms
of mounting passions, of the sensual.
We move gently into the center:
our bodies like bursting stars.
The up and down line speaks
of our oneness, our connected souls.

With the night yielding its secrets,
sharing its pent-up longings,
in the heart of my high desire.

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