When rhyme meets rhythm lovely creations occur.
Sparks fly stimulating inspiration and copulation.
The former and the latter can be used in clever integration,
generating interesting articulation and outstanding sensation.
And, oh the joys of mutual elation
drawn together for intimate relations.
In the bonds of erotic temptations,
the hunger grows.

Results in copulas exultation,
rapturous elation and climatic abbreviation,
so it goes on a lovers' vacation across the sea.
From nation to nation, riding the waves of continuation,
'til complete satiation of desire.

So it goes...can it change? Will it be ever breached
by the sea? Physicality seems distant.
I bow my head, left, resistant.
in the hope of things consistent.
Words I send to you this instant
are purposeful and persistent
in drawing you near.
And in those words I can hear,
your heart, as I hold it dear to me.
One day, I shall set you free.

And I will soar beyond all bounds
and reach the eternal celestial realm
only to fly back to you and offer too
my treasures found.
With open arms I would accept,
and with wide eyes gaze upon them,
and wonder at how delectable the beauty.
Leaving me erect and able.

Gently I light upon you and find my comfort there
laying my head upon your chest
listening to your heart of care.
Let me linger aroused in my dreams escape
believing that what's wanted is here.
Tell me that you will never leave
as you caress my golden hair.

Leave? Fear not for I have not even arrived as yet,
those distances you would have me run,
I would sprint in limitless fun
and arrive, wet and hard, for your approval,
alert and proud, waiting the clothal removal.
With just one look and as quick as a moth
the revelation will appear
for I will remove the binding cloth
and see your love my dear.

Its appeal is without measure
and full of expanding pleasure
so come to me and let's be free in
sharing of this treasure.
Take it, it is yours, use it, on all fours.
For I can stay, as long as you need,
now from this darkness your love has freed
my mind and heart and aloft they fly,
I shall not cease until your final cry
of "ENOUGH!! my love, I can take no more!",
and with those throws,
I shall release the flows until languid I lay,
spent, sated and unspent,
no more willing a lover's lament.

aaaaaaaaah!! now I lay beside you,
wrapped legs entwined
with one hand on my breast
and the other holding yours in mind.
In love's raptures, happy and sodden with sweat,
smiling the smile, blissful and yet,
renewing the power, counting the time,
waiting for the hour, when you will again
be mine.

Kathy Lockhart and Dino DeTorquemada
1/15/07