For the Daughter of Salome

Soften your eyes as mine soften before you
pillow your head upon my chest as we lay
take comfort in waking dreams that we renew
and carry this promised moment to the day.

I will hold your face to feel a rising smile,
run cupped hands across the arcs of yielding skin,
linger in the smoothest places for awhile
then bend towards you as you gently take me in.

There is so much heat across our meeting breasts,
liquid fires rise in the pool between us now.
Like the phoenix who must always build new nests
we rekindle passions daily , so we vow.