Homecoming

Erotic poem using metaphors

Homecoming

I am the ecstasy of the Fire Spirit risen,
I am the joy of heady, fruitful wine given
Freely, from inner beauty's shining light.
I am the spell-caster of the black night.

I am fertile, bounteous, regenerated, reborn.
Clothed in mantle of purple and mauve worn,
As symbol of rebirth, glowing in dusky twilight
Beckoning, bewitching you into my night.

There to enfold your tingling expectant limbs,
To elicit your thoughts, wishes and whims,
To draw you into the circle of magical allure,
That sacred place you want to enter, for sure.

Tantalising touches and deep throated kiss
Reminding you of all passion you may miss,
If courageous heart you do not command
And yield to the constant craving of demand.

Locked now in lovers' sweet, sensual embrace
Enter my lair, coming to the end of the chase.
Feel my heat as I welcome you in, becoming
Enveloped, entwined, enchanted, homecoming!