She is
Liquid over ice
slipping past me
whispering across my arm
she brushes
against me
soft flesh and sweet smile
too easy, too serene
melting my resolve
I am drawn to
stand in the sweat
of desire
blind to the confusion
that surrounds me
overtaken by
her sweet taste
and drowned
in the longing of my desire

Love the phrase “liquid over ice” totally awesome! Joyce