How I long for your skin against mine ..
the feel of your roughened fingers
that tenderly caress so divine ...

How I long for those lips to bless every inch of my skin ..
Yet in so doing, touch me so deeply
where you have never been ...
Cradling me in your arms like a baby,
but as your woman ..
So comforting and assuring that from then on, in turn ...
you will always be my man ...

How I long to take you in my arms ,
as I lay all bare for you to see ...
As you look so lovingly at me,
nowhere else I'd want to be ...
And as you gently fall into my embrace,
and love me passionately with body and heart,
till I lose track of time and space ...
Just as you it immensely gladdens
to see me on pleasure's throes ...
So it also warms me to witness,
you in such raptured bliss
only a truly loving man knows ....

Tucked away into my memory
and embedded in my heart,
I long to smell your scent
For that's just how my loved one
to be remembered, so lovingly meant ...

It has been abused and used
for less noble motives or reasons
But I will always hold to its truest ideal
through the passing and changing of seasons ...
When in making love,
a man and woman share their innermost physically ...
and join together emotionally ...
not just for that instant or moment ,
but to deeply be two of a one
with all devoted commitment ..

Like a dearly loved possession
one never tires of or throws away...
No matter the yrs that have passed, it will forever stay ...