My lover slips in through my window
Carrying naught but a lantern
He comments on how the flickering flame
Makes my eyes sparkle like sapphires
He runs his fingers over the lace on my chemise
His voice breathy and hoarse
His fingers still icy from the night air
The frost melting in his eyebrows and beard
My dear Tatiana he moans
It seems like a fortnight since we have kissed
He lays his thick cloak upon the wheaten rushes
And there we lay side by side
Not saying much but drinking each other in
He sits to unbraid my long hair
Unwinding one strand at a time
Unwinding my resistance one thread at a time
He wraps his fingers behind my neck
And kisses me hard
A sudden rapping upon the wooden door
I scramble to my feet to answer it
I slide open the bolt and turn to my lover
All I see is the open window and the curtains flapping
More of my poetry is at Poetic Muse http://hubpages.com/profile/Poetic+Muse
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