Smitten Poem by Susan Lacovara

I curl into your lap,
Snuggle against the scent
of your long overdue arrival...
closing the door to the world outside,
needing nothing, but the sound of your sighs

The steady purring
of lovers, lost in the common connection
of wanting to feel connected...
if but for tonight...maybe into tomorrow...
Finds us, once again, turning to each other

I want no explanation
for why you have returned
And I don't require small talk...
That you are here, enough...
Plenty...

I still get tongue tied
When we touch
And blush when you brush
the hair from my eyes...
In a cozy room, flickering
From the dance of candlelight
I am smitten and sultry
Stealing fairy tale endings
and hoping that wishes come true....
I wish for you
On other quiet nights,
brought to life
by our spontaneous combustion
The perfect mix of mindless laughter
Sensual surrender and mutual respect
For one another's troubled twists of fate

Near the open window, I now sit
As not to miss the chance
Of catching your lingering luscious scent
To take to bed, long after you've left
I will be nicer tomorrow
To every stranger I come across,
Sweeter than the song of a sparrow
Since sliding, effortlessly,
And smitten, into your inescapable embrace.