That first frisson fantastic.
Not just a smile, your heart
Matching mine, beat for beat.
The soaring flight of passion realised
Until another comes.
Lying spent in each other’s arms,
The whispered love, the fiery lust
Aflame on hilltops for all to see.
And they look, and they wonder
How to make it true for them.
But it’s for you, Heather
