You radiated alluring mirages
Spiced with innuendos of delicious doom,
Distilling all thoughts, all sensations
To moth-wing fragility,
Flanked with fireflies.
So long I trod my solitary path,
So desperate for my prompt, my cue –
At last that longed-for whisper!
I heed your bidding, freezing in my tracks
Knowing you know all about me
In deepest detail – surveillance celestial!
The curtains waft apart, caressed and pushed
By delicate hands; our eyebeams
Centrifugal, centripetal fusion,
Candles nodding to the fireflies,
Half-dark a back-cloth for eternity –
All sense of time elastic,
Shrunk to microseconds, inflated to zillennia
Footsteps with bated breath
Down that sacred corridor
Pressed in to the dark velvet of its carpet
To the phosphorescence of a mighty chamber
Suffused with a disembodied presence.
Straddling the sensory realm,
You blurred and melded
Long-term and short-term memory;
One beam of your eyes
Made an exhalation from the cosmic lung.
And then, in perfect harmony
Attuned to planets’ orbit symphony.
A fleshly form emerged,
Breathtaking in its tone.
Your words imperious:
“Come – you must be revealed!”
Each garment your deft hands unbuttoned,
Unzipped, thrust back, eased down, removed
Felt like a step of transmutation,
Into lovely form to match your own,
Our bodies completing
What our eyes had initiated.
Upon the bower of rapture,
You made me feel
That I had pleasured you
To the astral boundaries of your desires.
So melded, it seemed we’d long to radiate
Our bliss to all humanity;
Contracted from the cosmos,
We would refill it. Perhaps we did.
You bade me take my leave, Saying
“I’ve built you up, now you can face the world.”
So I retrace my path, invigorated
And on my way discern a fine Adonis form;
I sidestep so he will not see me on his path
I wish him well – all great minds think alike!
An answer to: Seductress Divine by Joy Sheridan | Women’s History Month
Wow – sizzling description, David!
David [ben Alexander]