The Tenor In Your Eyes

I see with pleasure the tenor in your eyes It is warm, soft, gentle, giving, and deep. It teases me, seizes me to reclaim my prize And thereby love’s passion still to keep. There are no words we venture to utter As you and I combine, consign to “we.” Our hearts pulse fast, there can be no other. Sweet nipping lips foretell what is to be. Hungry hands caress, address blessed places Soon the wanting is answered by alliance. Our need for each other is one of God’s graces And the tenor in your eyes radiates compliance.