The Two Spies

(Source: Google Images [edited])

How can you be so beautiful

When you are so dangerous?

A being of fire, how can you

Lick the skin without burning?

Your hypnotic dance entices,

You cast a spell on my awareness.

You insert soft fingers for love,

You insert hard fingers for death.

Classical stealth, magical intuition,

You pierce the dark with heat.

Clandestine skills of the hand,

Eyes dagger-focused on the mission.

Sensual curves burn me.

My body is glass in your vice of steel.

Our fusion explored the stars,

As we explored each other.

You are a cool flame, Spock.

Secrets igniting passion.

How many killed by Spock?

Their bodies left in the dark.

Super-human, super-powers,

You shine best in mystery.

Necessary to my work I moved on you,

Necessary to your work you moved on me.

Mind allured, your regal flame drew me,

To reason's end, wit whispered:  Stop!

For he, the mission filled his soul,

For her, her heart beat for love.

Flight back into shadows,

To land of supine dreams.

For she claimed the prize,

That he had let go, laughing.

                    By Anon-For-your-Eyes-Only

Absolutely gorgeous. Enjoy!