After Hours: Oasis

let our bed be an oasis

a sanctuary of soft pillows

and silk

warm jasmine scented air

in the desert of this modern life

let my skin touching your skin

be a balm for your weary spirit

my body a refuge for you

from all that is cold and alien

and other

let my mouth, my kiss

be an endless supply

of sweet refreshing nectar

when you are parched

from thirst

let us make and remake

home for each other in

this sacred place outside

of time and space

we are our own planet here

somewhere north of venus

west of mars

let this remain a place

where there is only you

and only me

our mingled breath

our heartbeats in rhythm

as we lay together

in a tangle of molten limbs





© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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