Treasure

The sweet memory
of your tempting lips
still lingers on
my skin.

I will always
remember how
I embraced
your body
and held it to mine
as I worshiped
everything
that you were.

My stilled heart
came alive
under your
ardent touch
and you beckoned me
like a lighthouse
in the dark, raging sea.

I surrendered willingly
as your soft words
echoed inside
my soul and
urged me to
come alive.

I craved you,
like I do
the sun on my skin.
Each gentle touch
sparked a need for
more.

An unspoken desire
flared as
your hands found mine
then claimed and
treasured me into
your heart.

My hands still
reach out
into the night
as I whisper…

“My love, you are still mine.”