I will hold you in my arms
in this our eternal quandary
the masses disagree of course
rules of law suggest a bad
ending to a wonderful dream
yet will we forget our desire
a passion both knew well
we tested the grounds
in sweet lustful airs
where desire held urgency
a night splayed about linens
where waking in minutes
to anticipate her nearby
my aching body wishing
to explore the beauty
of her grace, her surreal
nature of gathering storm
guiding me home with an
accentuate appeal to find
her own center, my lust,
her giving, my offering,
the sweat of our bodies
intertwined in a love making
paradise that some would
call a simple act of sex,
while my mind in the throes
of journey would only
forever imagine love
