For Beth, (my Shebear)
Softly, sweetly, gently, her half closed eyes looked down upon him,
Sweetly, gently, longingly, he peered back, into the misty green portals of her soul,
Gently, longingly, lovingly, she pressed her dangerous lips against his,
Longingly, lovingly, needfully, his yearning tongue searched deep inside her,
Lovingly, needfully, shamelessly, her dove soft skin shown like ivory in the moonlight,
Needfully, shamelessly, hungrily, his undeserving hands charted her majestic landscape,
Shamelessly, hungrily, passionately, her honeyed breath escaped her,
Hungrily, passionately, playfully, he teased her, for every wistful sigh,
Passionately, playfully, softly, like a sonnet, her laughter split the darkness,
Playfully, softly, sweetly, his battered heart found solace on every joyous note.
Softly, sweetly, gently, her half closed eyes looked down upon him.....
by WFS aka the High Seas Drifter