Kissing lips of the softest feathers
Remembering lightening and mosquito songs
Intensifying the moment between thunder claps
Sarcastic quips from a woman so beautiful to me
Trembling with mouthfuls of devotion
Entangled and ensnared in the ache of my heart
Never to be without my love

Epic stories of love, life, and commitment
Like fairy tales written long ago
In some far away land that we couldn’t possibly know
Zephyr winds blow like strangled tornadoes of
Adoration sweeping my words across the sky
Beckoning sweet diction in the bat of a lover’s eye
Enticing the love of late nights coiled in your embrace
Transcending all the doubt and fears of two
High school sweethearts with nothing better to do

Bards sing songs and speak poetry
Adorning exquisiteness upon the exquisite
Rhythm without the comfort of rhymes
Nightingale’s lingering song croons
Espoused on the coldest of cold winter nights
Safe in the affectionate passion of her kiss