Monday, November 17, 2008

Let’s Pretend

For a moment,
let's pretend,

when the mountain holds the sleeping sunset,
and the skies are brilliant with desire,
that you wanted me,

when the ocean caresses the longing horizon,
and the clouds are illuminate with passion,
that you wanted me,

when the wind touches the fickle sands,
and the stars are bright with incandescent appetence,
that you wanted me,

let's pretend,

when your breasts are caressed against mine,
and my heart can be felt by the ages,
that you wanted me,

when your body is held against mine,
and my hunger can be felt by the minute,
that you wanted me,

when your legs are wrapped against mine,
and my love can be felt by the second,
that you wanted me.