The weather is

in your eyes,


and the tossing

of cumulus clouds

across this

Charcol sky  ..


open is

my heart

to your tender

smile. and yours

to mine as well.


bed fellows

of winter nights.


and time

is somehow

misplaced

by your

touch.


it lingers longer

it means more.


whenever you

are near.


and the

nape of

your neck,

is where all

true loves

goes to

die,


in ecstasy

and in

celebration.


and this

moment

cannot

last long

enough.


nor your

kiss cannot

reach deep

enough to

quench the

thirst that

God has

given me

for you.


and as

this moment

finally

passes,


you take the

best that

is me with

you,


and it is given

willingly

and I

know I will

never be

the same

again.