Eventually,
After travelling the years
Together, hand in hand,
Rejoicing in the heat of,
Mouth on mouth.
Skin on skin,
Bodies receiving and, sweetly, giving.
Eventually,
Time takes his toll,
And heat becomes an ember
Yet never dies
Passion calms,
Yet lingers in fond glances,
Fingers touch, with love,
As hands still hold.
All passion spent? Maybe,
But the value of what remains
Is measured in the golden gift
Of love that is forever true.
