The Comet
 

 So well with word
 the seducers voice was heard
 o'er the whisper of the linen.
 
 "And so,' said she,
 'Let us e'er be
 skyclad 'neath the Heavens".
 
 "Dance with me sweet Temptress.
 Let our limbs entwine 
 upon this bed so downy soft.
 'Tis ours, not yours or mine.
 Of what I speak 
 there is no telling
 For it is ever as it is not.
 We have one place yet
 for our dwelling
 never found, yet always sought."
 
 And so with eyes aglow
 with midnight
 and a smile handsomely done,
 The seducer lifted one fond finger. 
 Touched her breast with one fond finger.
 And shuddering,
 near undone,
 the lady asked:
 
 "What is it that you speak of love?
 What have you and I?
 Are we not here to live
 and couple 'neath th' inky sky?"
 
 Slowly tracing circles
 as his mouth found hers to dine,
 the lover whispered tenderly,
 "We have an aeon of time."
 
 "Say it is not true!' cried she,
 'Say it is not so!
 An aeon is so little
 and we have so far to go!"
 
 He held his distraught lady.
 Brought his mouth down to her lips
 and they touched at face and belly,
 from shoulder down to hip.
 
 "Alas it is so little,
 But far more than many men
 have in their meager lifetimes
 and so lady, we shall begin."
 
 Close became then closer
 'til there was no light to be seen
 'tween their naked bodies
 flaming liquid sheen.
 
 Upon the deepest darkest night
 cast eye to the sky above
 and see racing 'cross the heavens high
 two lovers burning with their love.


Authored and contributed by Toadie