the lovers II – Rene Magritte
For a minute,
while I felt the warmth of an animal nearby
my unconditional love
by my side, breathing soundly.
Was then I felt her lips on my own
no longer animal
(my one hand assured me)
only a lover would lay with me
for it were her eyes would speak
all my worries of being misunderstood
as her smile guided my hands,
I felt her naked skin,
cautious
I wanted only to hold her forever,
my fingertips
found her immediate
her gasps remained real
as she too turned my way,
to show me her world,
a soft tease of my naked tongue
across one nipple,
and her head reared back,
like we had been here before,
and yet so long,
and yet forever.
I did so search with immediacy
to not lose her to a fantasy,
I kept my eyes open
to find her own,
her smile
her love,
I reached inside, with one finger,
slow to find, forever to follow,
one guide would be her expression of need,
and I would be there with her
the entire journey,
while again a guttural sound would assure me
this no longer is a dream,
this is who we once were,
this love
this passion,
we would intertwine now
and our desire became the one
we did know,
we could find inside our other
inside the silence of love
I closed my eyes,
my grateful passion sated
if only in a dream,
I knew when now
in the quiet of morning,
an animal sleeping nearby
undisturbed by a morning memory
sleeping sound
as the world became a memory of
sweet yet, bittersweet nostalgia … a soft tear
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
for Zelda with love
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