You turn to greet me
Brown hair whipping
Broad smile gleaming.
Your blue eyes mischievous
Breaming with life
Exciting as well as warm and calming.
Gradually our arms envelope
As we meld together
With a touch as gentle and sincere
As it is playfully exhilarating.
I close my eyes, still holding you
Yet seeing you lying in waiting
For me, stretched out on your bed.
Alas, with arms outstretched and
Fingers barely touching
The time comes when the embrace must end,
But no loss lass
'cause the view is lasting.
Sean E. O'Connor