Let my words come,

to you on this nights breeze,

sent with the force of a rising sun,

un-harnessed, unbridled, free.

Molten words that drip,

ice cold moments of intensity,

that set to strike at the core and grip,

your heart in their passionate immensity.

Rise wind rise,

fly words fly,

on gossamer wings ride,

to my lover as a sigh.

Rest gentle upon her skin,

close your wings about her,

breathe a warmth to her heart within,

that causes her to falter.

To gasp, to pause, to shudder

To loose herself to the word

As it takes her softly under

To the place where it is heard.

There for a moment,

The briefest of times

The word that love sent

Reaches, holds, and binds

Caresses her,

Breathes the reason it was sent,

Kisses her,

Sets her to passions sweet ascent

Seduces her,

Sways her body with a wind so ardent

Frees her

And as lovers, drift, bodies spent

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