INTIMACY
by Thomas Blackshear


Intimacy

I see her standing
right by the doorway
of my hidden desires

It doesn't matter
for now her identity
or even how she
came to be a 
part of me
of my being

No I stand entrance
in the magic of
the dark eyed beauty
who came to be
through my dreams

I feel my heart race
as she breathes silently
as she reaches out
of her dark corner
into my universe

The universe of
infinite possibilities

She glides into 
the room eyes glowing
with their own luminance
her lips moist richly
red as they reflect
the pale moon light

She reaches down
and I watch as she
runs her long tapered
fingers over her 
maiden form

Never once taking
her eyes off me
she reaches to her
silk kilmona and
loosens the first snap
letting the pieces
unravel unveiling 
her richly tanned skin
with a hint of
the hidden treasures
still out of sight

But never really
out of mind

Silently I watch as
candles blaze cloaking
the lady in shadows
but I smell her fragrance
of roses and daffodils 
hear the quiet rustling
as she unbuttons more
of her rich silk kilmona
hear her soft breathing
in the stillness
of the night

Slowly my eyes adjust
to the dim light
and I see the lady's
breast exposed to the night
taunt nipples quivering
as she breathes
peaks on perfect mountains
I think as I wait
uncertain of the fates

Dimly at first her crystal
begins to glow as it rests
in her valley of
endless possibilities
suspended there on 
a simple rope chain

As each second passes
into the vault of eternity
the light surges up
the scale until it merges
with the candle light
inviting me to join
with the lady
join my magic with hers
in one single act of
intimacy

Paul Vernon Deffendall
May 14, 1997

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