Leather and Silk - June 21, 2000

Slipping and sliding
the water droplet
falls down
the line of your back
as I look upwards
to drown 
in 
your smile.

And like supple curves
on the silk,
there is a certain comfort
in the cool warmth
that you wear.

Like the caress of the sunlight
against tendrils of gold
there is a brilliant shine
that is reflected
in your eyes.

As I watch
the slick glide
of leather
against silk,
I find myself
envious
of the close contact
of chilled cloth
on heated flesh.

-title by KS