Passion
Artwork by Oksana Zbrutskaya
courtesy of fine-art.artmam.com
She sips each moment through a plastic straw
savoring each drop in frugal fashion
filming this scene in technicolor
filing it in her mind under 'passion'
Growing and pulsating in rhythm
passion found upon the precipice
slowly easing her pressure now
not wanting to be remiss
Intrinsically aware somehow
of what his body needs
she follows her senses loyally
they speak to her - - she heeds
Plunging into her wanton role
no veils worn over her eyes
she wants to hear his pleasure
wants to elicit groans and sighs
She can sense his fire burning
it is her almost perverse pleasure
she brings him to the edge again
then back once more for measure
The moment for liberation is near
heaven is just around the bend
the cameras roll, she sees the credits
scarlet red letters print out
'T H E E N D!'
Poetry by Lydia Shutter
By NJ Virg
© 2009 NJ Virg
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