One Last Night of Passion
One Last Night of Passion
Shimmering starlight reflects on his face,
in the throes of our final fervid embrace.
Each sensual caress weakens my defenses,
and our frenzied kisses ignite my senses.
Inhaling musky perfume of ardent fire,
hearts reel from this rhythmic dance of desire.
Wantonly, we love all through the night,
entwining with beams of waning moonlight.
Riding tidal waves of breathless lovemaking,
we're intoxicated pulsars … pulsating.
Tingling, sweaty skin titillated by friction
of bodies entangled in flaming motion.
Passion Flowers laid bare on a ripened vine,
I'm his and he's mine.
But the silver moon dreams the night away,
departing with my heart at the break of day.
Date: 09-23-2020
Contest: The Night of Passion and Desire Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Faraz Ajmal
Placement: 2nd Place
Copyright © Pandita Sietesantos | Year Posted 2020
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