a slow-dance
  of love,
our limbs a tangled knotwork
  of flesh
'til beginnings and ends
  disappear.
we are open and we are
  vulnerable,
your hands work their
  magic
leaving my body tingling
  and breathless.
your skin warms the cold
  inside,
as my tongue leaves
  its trail
to your secrets that
  it unfolds.
our bodies glisten in the
  pale moonlight,
and your heart speaks out
  to mine
as they beat in tune together
  as One.

~for Ross~
I love you

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25 October 2001   Copyright©2001 dmc