essence of robust black coffee
with the wine’s lavender syrah
eyes closed, yearning for another taste of him.
her breath upon unshaven cheek
butterfly kisses fluttering male skin
while she teases his starving lips
with hints of what she will do to him.
her naked flesh in pale moonlight
shimmering and glistening, slick
she trips, stumbling on the brink
drowning with the feel of him.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg