Sheets in the Wind

Keep tight thy sheets, look not his way.
His eyes, intoxicating.
Remember how to keep control.
His lips, exhilarating!

The second sheet, now unsecured.
My heartbeat spins the floor.
His breath, the wind, it moves my hair.
And I resist no more.

All three sheets have now gone slack.
His kiss, a sweet flashback.
Blowing in the wind, my sails--
and now we're back on track!

( c ) Deborah A Andreas,  May, 4, 2017