If in a moment
could he feel her skin,
the sweet sense of passion
with every touch
her gasp
his fortune
a beauty not so attainable
one that must be cherished.
This touch
would in his heart
take away,
long ago a sense of defeat
for now there is love
this is eyes upon eyes,
lips caress each other’s being
seeking a center
one such mystique
to drive one another
to wish,
dream, imagine, desire.
… and the beat goes on.
© Scott F Savage 10/2021
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