His and Hers

She begs him to touch her name

with warm heart and whisper shadows,

looking deeply within her perceptions,

seeing the beauty deep inside,

skin confining his heart snugly,

melting like a sultry candle

dripping through her soul,

immersed drops of heated wax.

She dances with full abandon -

happy spinning and prancing,

unconditional love as she

shapes her face into joy,

watching the sunset falling

from her sight, wanting to

fasten the sun to her heart,

capturing dusk of love’s light.

But, he prepared to sneak away

as he sensed the emotions rising

in the dawn of sunrise, brushing

cobwebs of his resolve, hiding

in the shadows of sexual love

memories of hot sensual touching

promises of forever in passion heat

sense of fingers exciting and arousing

as she moistened his lips with her tongue

an explosion, a crescendo, unending lust -

but he wanted to be free in the morning

slinging getaway bag over his shoulder

a train riding the rails out of town

with him as sole passenger.

While she stands alone at the station,

commitment chugs off out of sight.

But she fears no more the heat of sun

joy awakened so she can go on without him,

future unfolding artistry of new blooms.