1997
soft golden caresses
with your hands flowing through my tresses
you take my breath away
as you slowly undress me
and i can hear you groan
as my hands start to roam
soft breathy moans and sighs
change into piercing cries
and then you hold me tight
as we show our love for each other all night
and when it ends
you enfold me in your arms
as i sleep
you keep
me safe until the morning light
and we do again what we did last night
Dionne K. Kelly