This is how it starts
Poet voices fill my mind
At that first time kiss
Blossoms sift the air
Love songs jingle in my head
As we heat that kiss
Sun-bright and moonlight trace out our journey
Along tree-shaded lanes of desire
Red wine like nectar seeps in our passion
Driving us on to orgasmic–
–Coming as though one
Skin to skin with fevered words
Ecstasy unleashed.
Where it started? With that gentle kiss.
