Prelude

Tryinghard to work up nerve,

Wakeup feelings dormant for

Solong that they are near forgotten

Inthis mad chaotic rush.

 

Temptme with your sultry smile.

Beckonwith a wink and nod,

Asly come-hither interlude

Thatspeaks in volumes understood.

 

Comingjust before the touch;

Thefirst of many, hopefully.

Preludeto a memory,

Mementofor ten thousand nights.

 

Savethis moment. Hold it close.

Pressthe rose inside your book of

Heather-scentedmemories

Tokeep forever and a day.