| The Seduction His look and touch so feather soft, Seldom seen but dreamt of oft’. With coffee’d eyes and honey’d tongue, released from fear, love’s heart undone. Each tender kiss brings closer still, passion’s dance yet unfulfilled. His lips woo my heightened senses, to tear apart futile defenses. To meet and meld, two halves made whole, Joined together, body and soul. (c) 2002 -- Lorrie Huff |