Bach

With food I cooked

and by candlelight

looked with longing

and desperate desire.

We stood in shadows,

we danced to Bach

and moved like two

flames in one fire.

We lay in a bath

more candles and

shadows, the day fell

to night and we might

stay there always. With

dripping of oil and

the skim of caresses I

watched you watch me

and I knew that I loved

you. I knew that I

wanted you, wanted us

deeply. You lay gently

upon me so smooth

against me. We touched

in the bath with dreams of

much dancing to Bach

then made love with

such love in the darkness.

And then again in the morning.