The Femaleness of Her

It is easy for me to say,
that it is your sex that thrills me.
Gods gift to Adam,
you hide your secrets in natures tresses.
A subtle foreplay that only serves
to entice us to beds.

Beds, where primal passions
weave spells unto their own.
Where moonlight glows through netted canopies.
Where your warm naked body nestled in mine,
quietly stirs in the afterglow of our love.
You talk of things past,
I listen and question your knowing.
The night fades in our eyes and I wake you
in the early light, wanting you again.