Rhinebeck
by patchouli
she longed for his touch, his whispered promises
upon her silken limbs
feathered tongues of distant suns
warm weathered honey
dripping

she ached for his word, his fingertips lightly
as tropical nights
Tahitian memories 
mountain pinnacles skyward 
smooth

sleepless dusks, twilight wanderings from towers
of babble, stargates to distant
orgasmic wishes
like spent candles on forgotten cakes
waiting