Subtle smile
Beauty astral
A single forever
Situated in an
Everlasting bouquet
Hanging upside down
By the sliding glass door
Remember my soul
Eager to love
At no time violent
Complimenting antidotes
For heaven like sheets
Wrapped about our
Legs and arms and things
We have a fascinating
History yet to be told
Remember this when
We are old
Recall it all before we have
What we have yet begun to hold
A night song exhaled
In streams of red
Love red words unsaid
Remember what we
Have yet to begin
After our limbs are draped
About the bed
White noise from the fan
Drifting calmly
Against your hand
Waking up
My finger drawn
Across your lips
The glowing labours
Of our love
Swollen in the walls
I remember the color
A little less brighter
The night before
Cease the northern lights
If our disheveled passion
Ends on distant winds
Before the shaking
Of our pleasure
Yet begins
© GÄ
Poétique 