Cotton Cradle Redux


You sway above me,
A deadly tease in your smile.
Earnest mischief, licking flames
In your devilish hazel eyes.
Back beat pulsing,
Stratocasters convulsing
To the flounce and drift of your skirt.

A flash of silver satin
Taunting my iris,
Itching my palms.
Cotton cradle
Sheath of release,
Dark with desire
Craving surcease.

You sway above me
A deadly tease in your smile
Inching, achingly closer to closure
Farther out to sea.
Cradle rocking
A prayer for release.
Pleading defrocking
All senses unleashed.
You fall, you recede.
Hungrier, darker.
All lips in whispering chants.
Rising to scream
I fall enthralled,
Cradled in cotton
Voice muffled in bliss.