Anonymous
arms sweet embrace
soft gentle kisses
caressing hands on sore backs
massaging grips on shoulder blades
in candles sweet scent
under dim light
inhale
slip into the spell of the moment
exhale
grasping onto each to retain joy
please dont end, they pleaad with a dying moment
please just stay, as they try to convince themselves to stay
but alas, stay for what
what for should one stay
love or affection
living in the latter in the name of the first
but who can define love but the lover
who can uncross fate but the stars
and he prays for her to look to the stars
aaron,i really identify with this poem..its also beautiful,you have a gift,youve written quite a lot!i will visit you again sometime fire~wind.. guinevere