The night sounds
whispered in through
the open window
a hurricane lamp glowed
as she reclined in
the dancing shadow fall
something soft and slow
played in the light
and crept from the stereo
he remembers her eyes
though she wore
nothing at all
a tenderness between them
most gentle emotion echoed
artfully fulfilled
the quiet pleasure of a kiss
the record skipped
as did his heart
her face lit from above
an unexpected book
beautifully dishabilled
to read her
right here , right now
lovely , warm , beautiful art