A Luscious Rescue.

Like puzzle pieces fitting,
I lay there on the bed,
Watching as your lips neared mine,
Thoughts running through my head.

Been waiting, O, forever!
My hair splayed out, so fine,
Your lips the colour of cherries,
Mine like cultured wine.

Your dusky hair brushed my own,
Your forehead met my skin,
My hair stood to attention,
My nightrobe, oh-so thin...

And when our lips met, gently,
A hint of honeyed sigh,
A sat and wrapped my arms up,
Left where I did lie.

You 'wakened' me from that bed,
Lifted, O, that spell,
Our loud consumed in fiery sparks,
And O, you rescue well...