Thursday, June 18, 2009

Poem: "The Gift"

"The Gift"

Lying in bed
in the sweltering heat
of a mid summer's night
can't sleep

Thoughts of you
invade my mind
as the horses
stop spinning

Your lips brush against mine
your touch, electricity between us
hands grip the bed tightly
as passion and sensual commerce
threaten to overtake us

In the aftermath
where mutual longing and desire
collide
what we share burns brighter
than a thousand stars
that like heaven's perfect face.

You cling to me
we are alone together
you gaze with those eyes
those beautiful eyes

And your smile
captures my heart
more than
a million "I love you's"
ever could

My beloved friend
and darling lover
keep me from losing myself
so that we can share a moment
that lingers
long after the afterglow.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo