Monday, March 8, 2010

poem

Sensual,
Are your fingers, sliding cross my skin,
Tender,
Are your kisses on my face,
Soft,
Are your words to my ears.
Delightful,
Is the way that we embrace.

Beautiful,
Are your eyes, in passions fire,
Connected,
By our body and our soul,
Euphoric,
Consummated we are one,
Undaunted,
We agree upon our goal.

Rhythm,
Just as old as time itself,
Slow,
Is the motion we employ,
Giving,
All we have for sake of love,
Taking,
Every measure of this joy.

Free,
Our spirits here tonight,
Joined,
In more than just our mind,
Feeling,
Every sigh that is released,
Holding,
To each other for a time.