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Everyone was gone, and the pool beckoned -
          one-piece bathing suit, on your perfect petite form ...
               very broad vertical stripes, just five of red and white.
     Water glistening on skin, shoulders, damp hair, face,

Lips, eyebrows outlined ... a faint sparkle in the eyes,
          all with a soft blue hue, drenched by the full moon.
               Your arms circle my neck, one hand combs my wet hair,
     the other frames my face, cradling it like a sad child's.

Moon behind you, your eyes are hidden from me but
          for the soft glint from its radiance reflected off the
               surface of the pool's water, but you fix me with your
     stare nonetheless, and I feel your intent draw me in,

Straight to your soul, thus, and it takes my breath ...
          'tis but one more trance in a river of spells that you
               have cast on me ... oh, since the moment my eyes
     were awakened by yours, my desires have no longer

Been of my own accord ... you have possessed me,
          as surely as an infant possesses innocence, and each
               breathing moment, in days or in dreams, has been for
     your indulgence. This is but the sultry and seductive

Continuation of your clear appurtenance of my being ...
          but such is the flawlessness of your plan that to all
               and everything outward it seems to be of MY doing.
     Here, now, water to our waists on this warm summer

Night, it is no different ... you feign to let me take the
          lead, but it is I who am at YOUR mercy. Oh, my hands
               are the ones that move, (softly but surely over your
     curving form ... tracing the sacred dimples at your

Lower back ... down over your sublime backside, along
          the length of your shapely legs, pulling them up to
               grasp my waist in the abiding grip of your inner thighs,
     sliding upward to slip off the straps of your suit, and

Attending the supple mounds that are now revealed
          and left glistening in moon-glow, like chaste porcelain
               perfection, with a soft, slow, deliberate adoration of
     every inch of your unblemished skin), but YOU are at

The root of their subordination, as you are at the core
          of all that I am and think and do ... this moment, this
               calm, warm water, reflecting you, me, the moon, the
     stars, the fireflies of mid-July, the gentle California-Jazz,

Drifting out from the darkened house, the way you
          have taken me over, body and soul, and this constant,
               passionate need I have for ALL of you, is so beyond
     what I ever expected to feel for another, yet you seem

To have known it, as time knows the Universe. As I
          lose myself in those dark, moon-splattered eyes, as
               liquid as what surrounds us ... as I pull your face to
     mine and drink deep the tongue that I crave like sweet

Nectar, as our forms fit together and our mouths and
          minds and souls and bodies merge, as I feel myself
               falling into you, like a child falls into the frozen white
     to make snow angels, with careless abandon and an

Unimaginably clear ecstasy ... I hear the one sound and
          single phrase that completes this incredible moment,
               and sends me into the infinite oblivion that will become
     the memory of all we now ARE ... that will haunt me

For all time to come ... your voice, reaching from the depths
          of this perfect, priceless, purely passionate night, and into
               the molten chaos of my core, "Oh, yes ... oh, please" ...
     the party was over, but love ... love, was just in bloom.






~ 2nd Place ~  in the "I Will Never Forget ... " Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Hold Me In Your Arms" Poetry Contest, Julie Rodeheaver, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Opposite Gender Love Expression" Poetry Contest, Frank Herrera, Judge & Sponsor.
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