Hush


One by one
fingered caresses 
sketch trails on frantic flesh,
making me yours,
for in your touch
I am a trembling sacrifice
divined by your artistic hands,
exposed 
beneath darkening skies,
as nightfall lingers
for it is the artist's calling
to capture rapturous ecstasy
in each curve of brush
spilling onto canvas
like the pure water of the rain

Hush,
breathe whisper soft 
as your lips swallow my sigh
to quench your thirsts  
and devour this eternal fire inside,
hold me
as my heart races,
wrap yourself around me
like a phantom’s breath
in search of meaning
for the burning need 
radiating 
from within

For as much as I am yours, 
you are mine 
— we are —
given
into our dance of flames
to soar 
above the clouds
in this passionate 
lovers' waltz




A Cento created from words of:
Metalcove
Halo of Soil
Gabriella00
Dreamweavers shadow 
bluebirflying
1psychofemale1 
DarkPhoenixFyre 

hand picked and arranged by: 
Janet Reid
january 2007



  

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