Verily, carelessly, I
Caressed your eyes with my own;
I’ve grown into your warm stare.
It’s there that I readily
Led your guiltless mind kindly
Into my winding, true touch;
So much communicated
Through ruminated trance;
Through a most intimate dance.
The wells of eternity
Certainly welcome your face;
Everlasting grace, racing
Through your patient, waiting veins;
They could drain the sea, empty,
Yet they take their time, simply
To savor the reverence,
The flavor of the moment -
A most tasteful decadence.
What should I expect to do?
Nothing is ever wasted
On you.