Lovers
craving the sweet caress
of your lips as fine sake
I approach the door
With shinobi like stealth
As the latch gives way
No sound is heard
It is as if a kami
Had silenced all in it’s courts
I slip through the threshold
Like a ghost unseen
My breath catches
In unexpressed hunger
As your form appears
You lay lazily with
Only a grin covering you
To see you now the lotus
Would weep in shame of your beauty
I slide to your side
Avoiding disturbing the covers
We lay side by side
With touch and taste the ritual begins
On old as time
And young as the lovers
Their souls merging and separating
As their bodies move in a sensuous flow
Each craving the touch
And the end
But wanting it to never end
Finally when they can take it no more
Senses expand encompassing the others feelings
With shrieks of ecstasy and joy
They collapse onto one another
With pants and sweat dripping
They lay close and drift off
To a sated slumber
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