I saw you

Walked to you

Wanted you

Your smile and bright eyes

Gave pause to shutter

Want

Control brought strength to lust

And the first touch of flesh

Fired passion deep with love

My kisses are for your passion…..

From each other’s soul

It recreated the flow of spirit

From deep within our flesh

Satisfying a hunger left

Standing for long unfulfilled

Is now growing. 

Like the crocus through the spring snow

We blossom from the cold

Bosom of neglect together dancing and warming

The cold spring earth into sensual life

Giving kisses rain and light

We found freedom.