When Heidi Klum ( For Chris )

When Heidi Klum Only the secrets of nights enveloping Could hear the whisper Heavy breath gasping Heady whimper murmuring The lover’s touch A purring black panther Set all at once to devour her In tender mouthfuls Of the Teutonic fruit The flush of blond And flare pink-rimmed nostrils Heidi’s lips shivered On sensual words uttered Had she ever known such a brute of tenderness Such dexterous intonations Of his finger tips Fire by a language inscribed on his tongue She softly moaned……. “C.h.r.i.s…s…s”. And coil un-twine to the heat of flesh She tore the night from sleeping swans And ragged by her arching back To a lover of such brute tenderness She scavenged each caress In a German poem that made the night blush For surrender While the ceaseless wave took her On the dark velvet of his skin The beauty she was; held forever In the press embrace of his moonlit shoulders Such a lover she had never known A purring black panther devours When Heidi Klum