Soft and warm within the snug of a freshly washed quilt. <br />A hand moves- the covers tilt. <br />Tender fingertips sweep delicate scented flesh. <br />Dream and reality begin to mesh. <br />Eyes close for imagination titilation. <br />This is not Stock Rotation.. <br />It's a Love Libation... <br /> <br />Gooseflesh stirs to join the body rock, <br />Breathing deepens whilst the outside world I block. <br />Inner yearnings awakened to potential bliss.. <br />Just as they would to a mornings slow kiss. <br />I'm thinking that this can bear no relation <br />To the male incantation... <br />For this is a Love Libation.. <br /> <br />Grip grows stronger on this eager writhing being, <br />Who knows what under my eyelids I'm seeing. <br />The flower blooms- the nectar starts to flow, <br />From the river within- and the eddies grow <br />Spinning and Skipping- <br />Electric tantilisation. <br />This is a Love Libation.. <br />Not a man celebration. <br /> <br />Delving deep- and lost in wonder, <br />A gasp for breath before going under <br />The curl; In order to rise to the crest. <br />A private fantasy- at last confessed. <br />Frozen in time for an intimate momento, <br />Listen to the power of the bodys' crescendo. <br />A moan escapes from the euphonic noise <br />Inside this body- fighting normal poise. <br />Pushing and pulling- senses to the limits <br />Loss of unimportant minutes.. <br />Love radiation enveloping physical form <br />Energy Malestrom- Perfect Thunderstorm. <br />Mind and body meet in one ultimate flash.. <br />Of blinding heaven- STATIC CLASH. <br /> <br />Slumped in a heap, <br />Landing on reality. <br />With a sly sultry grin <br />Defying her fatality. <br />A guilty pleasure not normally revealed. <br />Do I or don't I? <br />My lips no longer sealed. <br />Drunk in the warmth, <br />Bathed in a cup of Elation.. <br />Intoxicated fully by a Love Libation.<br /><br />Clare McWilliams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-love-libation/
