[Trikebuilder]

Consider Love

Whisper, soft whisper, of sweet evening air,
caressing, so gentle the cares flow away.
Feather soft kiss teases my skin with her love there,
welcoming me to relax and let my heart open to her this day.

Joys of the heart are as fine as delft china art,
and as strong as tempered steel from the forge’s hearth glow.
Love, the gift we each give another, and find it returned in part,
to stoke our own love to new heights, to places we’ve yet to know.

Shared fire, shared glow, sweet burning entwined around,
wonder of the binding, wonder of two souls afire.
Love is what you make of it, a work of art plus two who’s hearts abound,
finding the common places in every heart inspired.

[snippy_about_it]

Wow. Just wow.