Three

Three

I lay here with an arm around my waist,
Another wrapped around my shoulders tight.
Between the kiss of both I dream, I taste
The taste of sweetened nectar of the night.

We danced the dance of passion, three of us.
Our bodies moved and swayed to hunger’s need.
Unspoken words revealed inherent trust,
And while we danced, I took the reigns to lead.

A soft and gentle hand against my chest,
The roughness of a beard against my thigh,
Warm fingers on my flesh, upon my breast
The combination sets my soul to fly.

So now we lay here, darkness all around
The feelings of a pleasure lost, then found.