Butterflies start to gather
Anticipated heart
Will he be there?
Total absorption of ambient you
I long for the pleasure texture of his touch
As birdsongs whither
And bodies relax
My mind wonders like twists of dust
Sanctified thoughts of the potency of love
Wind among the grasses stirs my core
Entwined thoughts of our arching and slender bodies
Symbols of love swirl
Uncontrolled passions
Created visions of intimacy
Extraordinary penetration
Mania and frenzy now
Softening fibers of lust
We are together