When all around is a soft, woven, security,
one found with an effort beyond quiet musing,
when allowance, lets me
become one with her sensuality.
There is a tenderness in her heart,
I feel the strength of sweet serenity,
her grasp of my reality,
leaves me shaking in splendid ceremony.
I wonder if it can be so simply told,
when two people fall in love,
when other worldly fashions
take the place of societal functions.
I did once, I do so several recall,
sweep the world around me,
only to fall in swoon deep inside,
the internal security of love’s solemnity.
Here is where I belong, I say with fading eyes,
the comfort of her arms hold tight my liberty.