*By GILDA LILY*
(Rated NC-17 for
m/m sex)
(c) January 21, 1998
The earth feels good
Under my fingers
As I breathe deeply
Of its rich scent.
Dief gambols
Like a pup,
And Ray is sighing
At my Nature Boy
routine, as he
Calls it.
But I only smile
And know that
He loves me.
The days grow longer
And brighter
As I dream
Of a room lit
By a hundred
Candles,
The sign of Imbolc,
The sign of love.
He comes to my bed
And lays his hand
Upon my chest
As I part my legs,
Eager for his touch.
Naked and lean,
Green eyes glowing,
He hovers,
And I await
His lips on mine
As he leans down
And twists my tongue
With his wicked one.
His cock is ready,
Nudging against my ass,
And I plead silently
For him to plunge
Deep within.
Aahh!
The candles' flames
Flicker as I cry
Out my love,
And he fills me
With burning flesh
And I can only
Gasp for more.
Our blood is one,
Our bodies tight
Together,
His hands on me
While I grasp
The headboard.
Being ridden
With surefire
Skill.
My body groans
And all my love
Spills out
In pearl-white
Goodness
As he fills me,
Hotter than a
Candle's flame.
O, Goddess!
May it always be
Thus.