Now

Sliver of moon

watching, smiling

Her shapely crescent

a luminous finger

beckoning

enticing us

to divine mystery

sweet, imagined

hoped for bliss

she steps

into the garden

wild, untamed

hungry

her mind skimming

across the pond

ravenous

for play, romp

surrender

to the delicious other

she moves into his space

kundalini poised to strike

boldly daring him

to come, laugh, play

bite the apple

relish the taste

her pleasure

accepting her challenge

verbal exploration

his eyes stalk her

passion reflecting passion

hands touching

the hunt begun

both knowing there is more

fumbling towards ecstacy

trusting tomorrow

she leaves the garden

teasing, untasted

the apple on the tree

stirred by her daring

he pursues her

sweet, gentle

with a hunger

to match her own

tenuous touching

breath erupting

wet devouring

unspoken promises

of passion, depth

delights yet to come.

                        Xia