Intimate, the silent words of love,
the poetry of delicate touch
and eyes glistening, filled with sonnets,
as love swells and world fades,
and angels sing in harmonious glee,
as love’s symphony resounds in tribute.
Hearts find a shared beat,
as the world finds synchronicity,
as if every living thing attests the flow,
and love abides its passionate glow
to quell all troubles,
and deliver souls to paradise.
How sweet the rain,
the cleansing of all earthly pain
as love aspires its highest throne,
in moments of exquisite bliss,
and what more can be held
than the lovers embrace, so sublime.
In silence, passion grows as flames, tonguing,
and bodies writhe in joy,
and bound they are in sweat and kiss,
so deeply woven together,
there is no apart,
just the melding of two souls as one.
Tony DeLorger © 2017