He worshiped her and she treasured him <br />Their tongues entwine in kisses dancing <br />Darting forking to taste like the <br />Ritual of two snakes <br />They were eager and hungry and burning <br />She knew she was hot <br />He knew he had the wood to feed her flame <br />And both knew they held no extinguishers <br /> <br />He nibbled her earlobes <br />She quivered and bit his lip <br />He tugged her hair and licked under her chin <br />She quivered again and leech to his neck <br />She just won't let go <br />Soft moans ruffled sheets <br />And drifted to the ceiling <br />He gazed deep into her eyes inquiring <br />She stared intensely and saw her <br />Reflection and knew she could not escape <br />His vice-like grip pinned her <br />Nothing could free her from his clutch <br />He wanted the world to stop revolving <br />Her head swarmed with a medley of music <br />And she longed to blow his flute <br />He believed he was the spider <br />And she the fly <br />Now he was not so sure <br />Her smile was the face of the black widow <br />Still he felt in control as passion ruled greed <br />His talk was a flung missile <br />Her stifle cries were untold mysteries <br />His stare was conquest and victory <br />Her gaze was a snap shot of evidence <br />His murmurs were slaps and tickles <br />Her embrace was a tigress claws <br />His strokes were pistons and power <br />Her magic was the box of a thousand tricks <br />And she took the pulse-beat of his heart <br /> <br />A crescendo of sounds: moans and cries and flutters <br />Burst crashing in screams splitting window panes <br />And shaking the foundation to its core <br /> <br />Now chloroform induced sleep <br />And in dreams they shared <br /> <br />The print of their locked images<br /><br />Robert Dummett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pillow-talk-6/
