The Lover
Aura Thundera
deonii@yahoo.com

Silky dark hair, blowing in the wind
Chiseled fair features stand forth
Against the soft darkness
The glossy waves caress his throat
Luxuriant sable, living locks
Wild and dark, and hazel eyes
That flare with passionate fire
As he turns away from the open window
Warm pink lips part in a smile
Welcoming with sweet dimples
A lazy smile of passionate desire
His soft white shirt clings loosely
Brushing sensuously against his skin
Ready to slip free in an instant
Should he or she desire
The soft touch of skin on skin.
His small body is sleek and long
Silhoutted by the red sunlight
Broken by the dancing gleams
Reflected off the pool outside
Strong thighs in snug black leather
Caressed by the ruddy light
He moves like a cat, graceful
Leonine and sensuous.
Long strong hands, ornamented
With a large gold ring, shining
Like a miniature star in his hand.
Gentle arms stretched out
In a warm and wonderful greeting.
The trickling of the fountain
And the soft songs from the radio
Create a music all their own
A music that surrounds and fills
Heart and space and mind.
Calling to passions in both hearts.
Those hazel eyes that sparkle
With green sparks and gold
That swallow hearts with one look
Twine around the heart
With the warmth of a summer day
One of a kind, he creates
His own special place in her heart
One moment under the red fire
In the light of the waning sun
Perfection spins out
And time stands still.