Late winter nights
New moon and icy winds
Swimming in wine
"Sweet dreams," she whispers
Kissed by an Angel
Locked in a sensual dance
Pushing, pulling
Leading, following
The tangle of limbs
The union of souls
Drunk on this desire
This mind-numbing ecstasy
I wake to morning light
A body warmed, arms filled
By the memory of a dream
--March 4, 2006
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