Seeing the love in your eyes,
Such sweet surprise.
Feeling love in your lips,
Your tongue, your fingertips.
The pleasure in knowing you intensifies,
The pain from the past dies.
We two know the rhythm.
We dance to the same tune.
The sensuous nature you explore,
Brings a tenderness I adore.
The sweetness of your love
Is a beauty from above.
Within a hardened shell of agony,
The feeling is such ecstasy.
I know the pain from before,
Left you lying on the floor.
In a ball, in a bundle,
Trying not to fumble.
The remains of your heart.
Healing leaves scars.
They are hard to forget.
The very fact of loving is
To open a wound so deep
It has left those feelings asleep.
Awaiting the arrival,
The revival of the heart
That was trapped.
Learning to find a place
To belong.
Somewhere that is lifelong.
That has a heart the same,
To avoid the shame
Of not knowing
Whom to trust.
Within a dreadful pause,
A love that longs for applause.
Waits.