Candle Dance

Flames we once danced to

hide in shadows of forgotten desires

I slowly reach into warm depths

to re-ignite your wanton fire.

Hypnotic movement from your hips

as liquid forms in pools

sensual aromas hang in wisps

as it permeates the room.

Flickering back and forth,

to the tango of your rhythms

I reach dark corners,

unexplored and once forbidden.

The waning flame exhausts itself

no match for what we've captured,

embers disappear into the night

as we meld into the fire

of our rapture . . . . . . .