Anticipation.
Like pale starshine glued to lightening day,
barely covered
and moved by night\'s shift
is anticipation of up-coming love play.
Desire\'s flow unearths whisper-low places
tingle laden
and spiced with shiver
birthing engagingly the need for tasting.
As buds open so we when at passion\'s gate
suddenly bold
and way past waiting
for sated contentment feel bliss awaking.