Panther or Protector?

She is a fortunate woman, to have a choice between two magnificent men.

A panther, sleek and fine,
Langley set my loins on fire.
He knew how to delight
a deep voice in my ear,
whispers poetry lines.
His hand soft on a sweet spot,
the end of my spine.

Langley's groin moves,
gently against me.
I become liquid heat,
an out of control sea.
Our affair; torn wild waves,
passion, wanton lust.
Can one handle such intensity?

The answer stumbles into my life.
Daniel; no lion but a pup,
loyal eyes light up my world.
Loving, sweet, reliable.
First I blow out intensity, lust
from chambers of my heart.
God has sent gentleness.

Daniel's warm body
cradles me like a safe child.
When I am sad,
he wipes tears away.
When I am hurt,
he bandages torn skin.
He whispers words of love.

What more could I need?
He lives to care for me.
Making love is sublime,
no recipe from a book.
Love changes life's rhythm.
To inhale is a delight.
To exhale is pure joy.

By Kathie Stehr
August 20, 1012