Seldom have I experienced
Reality eclipsing fantasies
Secret wishes heeded
Sensibility sensing the untold,

Our glances spoke, a language
Of pretence playing nonchalant
Venturing chancing touches
Igniting shivers I tried to retain,

Flames in my chest deepened
My inhales, two drops on your neck
Enticed me, I ridded of capricious fancies
To savour the flavours of realness

The mélange exuding lust,
You brought a bottle of wine
I discerned notes of underwood
Feasting on a Florentine, a plate for two

Tempting me with virility you took me,
As if you did many times before,
Acquainted with my body you stroked
My most sensitive chords.

Palpitations in my dreams you always left
In the middle of the night
In reality you made coffee at dawn
And came back to bed.

[Featured artwork: Last Kiss by Adam Martinakis, 2011]