Lovers Talk Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

T (sleepyhead) :

My head beneath your chin
My mouth upon your heart
I am at home at last
At rest
At peace.
Legs entwined,
Limbs entangled....

M (just being there)) :

I cannot speak, nor think
So heavy is my heart,
Though you are here
To breathe and soothe
Your hair carresses me
Speaks to its coarsest kin
Toes curled and held in trance
A honeysuckled mind
Oh yes, at rest and richly blessed
A thousand years my lips are pressed
To you, your warmth invades my space,
Asleep, our happy digits dance
A tiny tear rolls down your face
Reflecting liquid stars to me
And now we blink
As night unwinds
All colours fade but pink.