By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Seamless velvet rapture
from a silken satin capture,
with writhing bodies moaning
and their grasping flesh disowning.
Abandoned minds in surrendered bliss,
from deep and probing sacred kiss,
searching depths of love derive,
the core of sense within alive.
While rising fevered sighs imbibe
the swell of blood and need contrive,
until engorged and frantic ride
unleashed the frenzied flow.
Of life rebirth and love relent
their bodies’ one their loving spent,
on clouds of white and rest repent
and imbue the soft repose.
The aftermath of warming hearts
and gentle touch of lives to start,
surrounded by the will of good
the deepest souls entwined.
Love is all that touching meant,
its absence lost in loose descent,
what love entreats is life sublime,
our gift a precious mark in time.