In the half dark space
Visions of silk, satin and lace
Empowered by love or loins fed lust
Imagine corsets and deeper dust
Stroke your ankles, kiss your thigh
Imagine a further high of trust
Caress your neck nape, kiss your lips
Empower your burnt off sulphur musk
In the half light
In a sacred space for two as must
Imagine skin and oil and velvet just
Kiss me on my pleasure, I am resigned
Tongues first tips, then full entwined
My hands onto your shoulders flee
Legs twist around our inner be
Squeeze the cheeks, seek and seep
Awaken muscles once asleep
Penetration, ejaculation
Tides turn to neap
With memories of oceans so so deep