Intimate Script

The boudoir joins us in absorbing feeling a Goddess right next to me under cover breathless and inspiring we share the muse of all muses as we preside over wedlock hands tied around leather bound spines filled with passion and undying whispers Senses filled to the brim at cusps of delight we do not require picture book illustrations because our desire goes deeper than images Exquisite coupling of rhythm meter and verse then with glowing faces and filled with warmth we talk philosophise read and weave our stories Poet trees in motion swirl in moments forever rooted in foundations of memories and covenant like book binders we glue sweet narrations together kiss wet lips in suspense and come together again In the beginning there was the word and we follow the humble script of pleasure and truthful vows When we move pages and are moved by each other our pillows are drenched in tears of joy and the scent of never-ending new beginnings at the heart of elation and tender triumph over sadness we know only too well But we position ourselves in gratitude and serenity and only a reader and lover understands the privilege we have 20th March 2021