something new -

oh, how perfectly you drape swaths of moonlite on your shape now you've chosen its soft blue for this night of something ... new you've decided we're too single that we need fresh ways to mingle so, if you'll grant me the dative methinks we should get creative I'm hoping these night sweats'll find our limbs wound to a pretzel you and I, one limber body twisted close, and rather knotty could it be, we're going too far with this night of karma sutra? still, the shapes have just begun and we're having so much fun though I think our best positions come between, in the transitions for like ALL in life we savor ... it's the tasting ... not the flavor. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Trying Something New" Poetry Contest, Nina Parmenter, Judge & Sponsor.