i'm glad you're here (with me
and i with you) warm and
waiting wondering
what might happen next
is what was meant to be
between two lovers anyway
what of the words spoken
in haste never matters now
with gentle fingers probing
moving slowly downward
to regions in between
to touch honey to drown
with lips tender to warm
the breath of all breaths
and words love comes in
gasps and whispers i'm glad
you're here with me
and i with you
holding you beholding you
in love's sweet aftermath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem