Spellbound and loving it...heaven deep in thought
Holding on to a memory in a fisted clutch and caught
Sucking up the essence of every breath you took
Lapping like a gentle tide , a page turns in the book
Feathered brush strokes along this ebb...two pulses holding hands
Passions paint in bolder strokes ...a new chapter makes a stand
Ebbing with a fine line this bonded pleasure grows
Supernatural fissures as breathless love reposes
Heaven sent this miracle and opened up its growth
It brings a smile so generous...a lump grows in my throat
My blood runs with his now and memories ooze to keep
The love of all my lifetime... still waters running deep.


Susan K. Rowse