Tempest By Ron Porter
in silks and satin,? ?she coms to me
fire in her hair?; ?moon in her eyes
perfumed neck,? ?and wrists,? ?and thighs
and soft sighs fill the shadows
when she shakes loose her tresses
and her pastel,? ?pink kimono
flutters to the floor
there is hunger in her kisses
her shoulders taste like apple wine
she whispers as sweetly as angels sing
caresses as gently as a butterfly wing
music humming in my fingers
magic strikes,? ?like the first flash
of lightning in a storm
she moves like waves upon the sea.
as does a clipper ship ?,? ?i ride the swell
slient thunder about us roars
flesh forgotten as spirit soars
then,? ?in the after tempest calm
one quick promise?; ?and she is gone
I know she'll come...? ?again
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