To be of substance,
Not simply a face or a body
Or even any body
Or an empty soul
To matter to another!
To lay in their arms watching the stars,
And the moon,
As it parades through the sky.
To whisper sweet nothings,
Whilst our fingers dance,
Our tongues flutter,
And dew drops glisten.
Hopes cherished,
Desires consumated,
Yearnings fulfilled,
Peace descended.
