Woman and Poems

She read
His poems at night......
The lines slid down her legs,
Like the fingers of an experienced hand........


Clinging to a hidden flower,
Words adorned it,
Laying bare what lies beneath,
Which glows most precious.


And, closing his eyes in meter,
He kissed her breasts.
And the brakes cried out,
And sealed them shut.


........ She read at night
Of bodies laid bare,
And each time, barely beginning to
Withdraw but could not.


When the moment of
Ecstasy lifts into the sky,
Enchanted pages of books
Caressed her skin........


And it all ended many times!
In new ways! Even more fierce!........
The fire was tamed, but not spent.
And the book remained with her!