Toes spread
like starfish in the sand
Music of millennia
in the sighs of the waves
Gentle curve of the leg
traced by trembling hand
Anticipation’s desire
drowns thirsty lover’s mind
Shifts as subtleties and explosions
of escaped breaths and
Murmured invitations
dressed in emperor’s clothes
Mouths meet in cocktail-flavored
little-lost-child decisions
Longing for touch of meaning
to depths of heart and soul
Knowing this is yet another
heartbreak-night-stand
-KJ Roe
Dreams of Shadow and Light 