Sweet Surrender Poem by Sharon Collins

His words upon my heart string play
A harmony that won't go away
The lovers hands in foreplay sway,
And his breath,
in sweet surrender

We tried to fight what can't be ignored
We succumbed to be explored
We might be judged
as if we're wrong
We were compelled
the feelings strong
A love so deep, so spiritual
A love so unconditional

Each day thereafter feels brand new
We move in love's sweet residue
Who would have guessed it would be you
I'd breathe in sweet surrender.

SC