I saw you from afar
I called you near
In expectation
And anticipation
We clasped hands
And ran to dewy fields
Rolling among poppies
Breathing the scent
No need to talk
Our eyes said it all
Clasping bodies
Amid fever'd frissons
Slowly stripping
Our ev’ry vestment
Stroking, caressing
Feeling curves
We know so well
Memories refreshed
With time elapsed
Melted to nothing
Rising and falling
With deepest joy
Laughter ensued
Calm togetherness
Peace at last
Basking in elation
Holding each other
Sighing gently
©K M James 24.02.11
Saturday, 17 September 2011
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