[Passionaria]

fingertips to thigh
one last time
you caressed
sweet flesh memories of us
across my soul
feelings of warmth
burst open my heart
then pulse between my thighs
electricity surges along
paths you've traversed
and my flesh screams your name
in greedy incantations of lust

with fingertips to thigh
you part my legs
to thrust sweet flesh memories
deep into my want
secrets sung to winter nights
like the sweetest bolero
the fire of our love
wails lustful melodies
as we ride
this passionate beast of need
one last time
and I arise with the essence of you
merged into cellular memory
becoming one with of the fabric of me
our exquisite artwork
passions
precious interweaving
of love