MIDSUMMER: RAY *MIDSUMMER: RAY* *By GILDA LILY* One more turn of the Wheel to go! Rated NC-17 for m/m sex. Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, would love to, am plotting a kidnapping. (c) June 1, 1998 He is like a child, Excited and happy As he breathes in Fresh air, The sun caressing His face As he ruffles Dief's fur. He loves the country, Free from steel And concrete, Able to *breathe* As he stretches His limbs. And *what* limbs! Strong and healthy, Able to wrap Around me While his eyes Glaze with passion. Or he spreads them wide To allow my entrance While a groan rips From gentle depths. He sheds his shirt And perfection glows In the light of day, Nipples as pink As blooming rosebuds As he coyly flutters His feathery lashes And bounds off into Cool, dark woods. Ah, my woodsprite, Here I come. Return to Due South fiction Archive