Friday, February 28, 2020

A tender union

Last night was chaos
A much anticipated one
It was quite tame, though
When I pictured it before

And yet, it came to be
So effortlessly
Conversations carried over
Through words into touch

The hours we spent
Merging and separating
Flutter around my mind
And singe my skin

Running your fingers
Through my hair
You reached into
Some unformed thoughts

And as you turned around,
little spoon
To kiss me mid-sentence
It just made complete sense

You breath on my neck
Fingers intertwining
Our lips and tongues
Sharing tales of pure desire

It grew into a play
Of hearts reverberating
Through moments
Of contented silence

Our lovemaking
A celebration
Of our uniqueness
And kind spirits