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That Night By The Lake

In the lake room
you lay beside me in the darkness
naked but unknown
savouring the warmth of the rock
faintly warm with the memory of the day's heat

From off the lake a chill night breeze licked along our skin
its unseen tongue an intimate caress,
I heard your breath catch as if touched by some electric fire
its arc igniting something deep inside

It was then you turned to me
yours body's phosphorescent hiss
more felt than seen,
drew me
and you wrapped me in yourself the rough arousal of your skin
greedy, for my bodies heat

Overhead a billion stars
were our canopy
of cold fire

©David Cale

Taken from my canoe in Algonquin Provincial Park Ontario Canada.