Sex On a Cloud

SEX ON A CLOUD (HER STORY) She grabbed his voice Through conference din Sought to win his gaze-- But crowds of gabbers tottered in... He missed the sexy nod she sent his way-- Distracted by a phone call-- faded from his day. But oh his face.... Would not be gone.... wild bony visage--home of passion's eyes-- Fate teased in him her Paradise-- Upward Man Brash Upward Plans-- Such a heart must be attached-- Her stubborn mind holds fast to dreams, bows to Fate-- but loathe to schemes.... She stalked his dreams The night is theirs Palm to Palm-- All answered Prayers. Eyes exult Besieged by bliss-- becalmed by thoughts of moonlit kiss she Owns his Face sweet charmed caressing that leaves no trace but silent blessing (HIS STORY) Over a shoulder behind a pole he saw a face that grabbed his soul wild hair so red his heart caught fire hands of grace could capture choirs Laugh of bells tolled 'cross the hall he moved toward her, then had a call-- stepped out in search of quiet space, cut short his call-- yet lost her face. She was gone... Another man? Abysmal sight.... a f_cking awful maddening plight. He's lost his chance, in town One Night. Her essence brands, Flays bare his heart-- But business tugs him Worlds... Seas apart-- Mellifluous-- tho hard to place-- She's the tune he can't erase. a love so fierce Each night they tryst, shake clouds above grant them every lover's wish She nuzzles love and slips o-er him-- encased and blessed in Passion's Glove. V. Anderson-Throop Sept 2013