Oh my! How delicious was my Sunday morning -
My lover, he gazed deep into my sleepy eyes
In silence, he held my gaze in
For what seemed like aeons,
He brushed back my hair in silence
He caressed my bare shoulder - in silence
Two souls became one in silence,
There was no need for mere words,
Our eyes did the talking.
It was a transcendental moment,
He was me, I was him, silent salty tears
Of pure unadulterated joy trickled
Down my cheeks, I knew in that moment
If I ever get to be in God's tender embrace
Behind those pearly gates, it sure won't
Better that sweet moment in my lovers embrace.