Their subtle exchange catapulted her
to brink of ecstasy, as inward shudders
ravished her like a passionate aftershock.
Though they spoke nary a word,
she succumbed wholeheartedly
to his frenzied desires, a mental telepathy,
Where wanton sins of the flesh,
seized the reins to her meager existence,
Plunging her headlong toward a cavernous abyss,
An otherworld menagerie, where the remnants
of his touch left her breathless,
drowning in a sensuous pool of past delight.
Brian Bressler � 2002