When the chilly fingers of the breeze make me shiver
and the coaxing mute invitations of mink blanket beckon
when the mellow lukewarm smile of lethargic sun
fail to warm the icy fingers and toes
and when your smile of fabricated innocence calls
the mischievious twinkle in your eyes lures
me to explore the mystery  of your aura
I enter the cozy warmth of my blanket ,by your side
for a short siesta in the cold afternoon- a luxury
but it soon turns into a siesta of decadence
as your stealthy fingers caress my somnolent body
fanning the smouldering embers of desire
that you can with a touch,a look, a smile, a breath inspire
to flare into incandescent flames of sultry passion
and now incinerated by your touch my skin
is beaded by the dewdrops of sensuality,
begging to be devoured by your greedy tongue
as your bruising kisses cover my blushing skin
and my fingers explore your sinews of steel
draped in dewy skin of bronzed satin
your breath mingles with your inherent flavour
to form an intoxicating coctail, an olfactory lullaby
and flowering as a lotus opens up to the sunrays at dawn
I breath a sigh of satiation, of ecstasy
and fall in a slumber wraped in the warmth of embracing arms…