Sunday, July 3, 2011

MAGIC MOMENT

by Dawn Pisturino

Lost in the darkness of night,
Hearts pound fiercely side by side,
Beating a rhythm of love in our ears.
It is a magic moment,
When two lovers speak an unwritten language.
Arms encircle waists fleshy and warm;
The hardness of your male chest against my cheek excites me,
The fine curling hairs soft against my skin.
Your broad back, masculine and strong, invites me
To touch the smooth, flawless skin.
There is no awareness of time or space,
But joy in the mingling of touch,
Joy in the mingling of male and female.
It is a magic moment when we are one,
Together, against each other, touching,
Complete, a magic whole.

For Stephen
1985

Copyright ©2011 Dawn Pisturino. All Rights Reserved.


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