We are as a heated sauna... <br /> <br /> ...Your lips and mine are one <br /> <br /> ...Drenched in the sensual ambience... <br /> <br /> ...Hotter than Noon day Sun; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Sweltering dalliance upon the teak bench... <br /> <br /> <br /> ...Your arms they reach for mine <br /> <br /> ...Grasping mine as if to never let go... <br /> <br /> ...Pinned down my hands in lost time; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Seconds they pass the minute hand... <br /> <br /> ...But minutes seem to last an eternity <br /> <br /> ...Creating a fire of utmost desire... <br /> <br /> ...'Cross the coals of our meant to be;<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-making-up-for-lost-time/
