Awakened

I was awakened by your scent It is a scent that consumes me It is on my fingers...my lips...in my hair It is ingrained in my skin I can taste it on my tongue I can breathe it, inhale... slowly, deeply Exhale, in anticipation of my next breathe It is calling me It demands my attention It’s a dance... a waltz It is a play between two lovers It is primal, our reactions are primal Slowly, the tempo quickens Then it ends, the music stops Simultaneously, the play ends Curtain calls, bravo! ~Rick Berry