Lover

We make love like the perfect harmony,
Orchestrating the natural sounds so blissfully,
Skin to skin, lips to lips, such sweet caress,
The rhythmic movement two bodies collide so blessed.

His hand he did giveth to me,
The beat of his heart racing I did see,
We seek each other out like hunt for the prey,
Our paths crossing leaving our destiny to fate.

What made him come sit by my side,
Drawn to my being like the moon and the tide,
A musician and a fish he swims in the sea,
A scorpion his ascendant feelings so free.

The kiss of perfection a taste so divine,
Flavours created when two bodies intertwine,
My body is full with rich and delicate spices,
Of pure love a virtue no vices.

My body trembles from his touch sensation,
Leaving me content with each vibration,
Is it possible to love someone in an instant,
Our worlds depart our bodies now distant.

Time will pass but this moment will stay,
In my heart forever the feeling I furthermore pray,
That I will experience once more the warm sounds he makes,
To the tune of my heart when it is awake.

Play a beat so my body can dance,
To the rhythm of such a sensual trance,
For today I leave your warm embrace,
And the memory of you in my heart a special place.

This poem I find hard to end,
For meeting such love I did not intend,
And now I must go to travel a vast land,
And I hope that one day I can giveth you my hand.

The Brighton to London Poet

© 2008 MCARB