Untitled - December 24, 2001

The feel of cool leather
sliding on warm flesh
is a tantalizing glimpse
at the senses.

Each nip and tuck
of the rough leather
against smooth silk
reveals a secret pleasure.

Like a shadow figure
in the dreams,
the first touch
transcends all imagination.

First night, last light,
hidden eyes meet
and then glance away
at the last sprig
of mistletoe.

- based on words provided by Karen Speers  - mistletoe; transcend; secret; leather