Tempest

Torrents of feelings
Crashing through rapids of reality
Breaking over boulders of desire
Demolishing dams of pixie-stick pain
Battling bravely to vanquish the enemy
Foiled by masterful maneuvers,
Promises, whispers,
Touches soft and sinuous
Feathering lightly
Embedding deeply
Sounding a silent,
Alluring alarm
Resistance retreating

STOP

I surrender. . .

I surrender.

Tara Colarelli
Copyright 1997