That brokered lace cascading from your brow,
Ocean brought swaying of hips that like a blissful tide,
Pull me out-
Pull me in to you.
Words that bring to mind the wholeness of you.
Immolated in grateful emotion,
Standing here burning heart happiness,        
On the periphery of each moment of nearness;
Flesh can slide off into secondary categories of import.
It is the knowing trust which becomes the foundation of any passing day,
Since that gaze, since that rain soaked glance first taken in innocent ignorant bliss,
And underneath a stolen Moon our embrace, our nascent kiss which has yet to cease...