At Last, my Love opus 10
| 15 June 2020 1200 Hours | | Romance |
So many years have passed by
Since we first laid eyes upon each other.
So many years.
But each fleeting time when
Life let us pass by the other,
There was a spark of wanting,
Of potential loving, of wishing to touch.
Now, so many years later
The right moment for each of us
Has exploded in our faces, our bodies,
Our hearts.
And we have expressed that first, long ago tingle
With our merging words, and
Thoughts, and, yes, our raging bodies,
To mingle in soft, rapturous joy
Loving each other as we may never
Have even contemplated before.
Such loving should not be lost,
But nurtured and fertilized and
Harvested as long as we do breathe.
At last my dearest wanted love.