the soft wet click of lovers’ lips parting
and the subtle crash when they reunite
the sweet silent pulse of keen eyes darting
while frantic hands join in the fight
fingertips feel this romance starting
but shyness won’t let it yet take flight.

skin brushes skin,
heart scrapes mind,
feelings slide in
with futures aligned.

hands that explore
like cracks across ice
need nothing more

love will suffice.