Goodnight My Love

Hot moist breath across a face, crimson, snow, satin lace

Humid, cleaving, dampness builds, heads tilt slight, parched lips fullfilled

Smooth and cool the fingers find, sallow, silken, flesh divine

In silent rapt thus two lay joined, whispers soft, taunt fingers twined

In passions wake the lovers lie, tranquil darkness, breathless sigh

Knee to knee in nest they pose, each the others, spent cry and throe

Eyes closed tight see not the lies, nor words unspoken, sever passions ties

Once so urgent, now at ease, teased and coaxed till bursting please

The other day I met an elderly friend in the local Starbucks. She lives in an independent living care home and each month they have a contest to see who can find the most words in a word. This month the word is GRANDCHILDREN. Did you know there are over 900 words (including 3-letter words) using those letters? I was amazed.

Playing these kind of brain games is a wonderful way to improve our mind-health...