Warm Winter

Slow swivel
of the waist
followed by a twist
along the toe nail

His hands tracing her...
scorching her
where they fell
leaving a hot trail...

the flutters were soft,
but only at first...
He swept her
into a frenzied trance

And wild, wild, wild
went her heart's slow beat
And nothing could hold
her passionate heat...

She flew, and trembled
her heart's deepest chord
She cried, she laughed
She touched the stars...

And as she laid back
stilling the last shivers...
She had no winter
that was this warm...