Of Love Poem by David Daykin

Kisses awaken me.
I break the surface of my slumber,
your face to see.
Eye's that reflect my need.
A yearning, a hunger,
a soul to feed.

Arms embrace pulling to form one.
Moonlight bathes our bodies like a midnight sun.
Another kiss, slow, unchaste.
The very air feels like a tender caress.
Our hands start to track the naked skin,
relishing, embracing the ardor within.

The rush of blood in our entwined form,
our bodies heat in this oncoming storm.
Eye's closed, each in personal yet shared bliss.
Fingers interlocked, hands gripped,
holding each other in this most intimate kiss.

In synergy we move.
Motion quickening, intoxicated,
from this sensual mood.
Mind, soul, spirit are married,
engaged in love, love embodied.

Then the release the kairotic moment.
Swept along in the rapids of this emotional current.
We fall back arm in arm, holding each other,
under this spell, this charm.
Of love.