Fun and Games: Poetry & Limericks: Poetry

Supernova by Mackenzie
	Rating: CSI-1 (Implicit, not explicit.) Summary: His body; her mind. Author's Note: The last spoken line of this poem was inspired by chapter 6 of Ercila's MAGNIFICENT fic, "Return to Jackpot". (Shoo! Go read that! It's AMAZING!) Dedication: For Meg and Caroline, who encourage and inspire me to write, and for Jac, who helped me straighten out ratings and my summary so that I could post. Muchas gracias, mis amigas.
His body a slow rhythm: Bracing on her lips Gliding down her neck Whispering 'cross her navel Circling a pulsing glow -- "Love me" Long fingers coaxing Cries of sin and sacrament From a delightfully thickened throat; "All of you" Heated flesh awash With subtle moisture, The inborn rain, Incandescent Like beaded stars in the firmament. Raw, tender, exultant, Tempered by flame and tears -- By tendrils of distance and memory; NEVER Always Forever a distant abstraction Not spoken as the ascend Toward the Sun, only to reflect refract shatter Upon the mirror Of the distant Seas That are his eyes. Now a gentle, quiet Detente; and she slips into Sleep, lulled by the melody of a soft "I will be here" His words, his promise, his sacrifice. His body, a slow rhythm.
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