By z
Date: 10 September 1997

Remote attraction

the murmuring sounds
lulling an unaware lover
drifting even while
faces, bodies, cars, colors
blur by

the naked desire of hungry lips
suckling the morsel of an earlobe
searching fingers trace the heat of a thigh
wanting, needing, burning, aching
to lead astray

succumb
give in
surrender

but please, oh please
not to the damn remote




-- Dedicated to j. Eternally grateful that my beloved knows what's good 
for him.  And that it's not the TV.  ;)