Joy Without End

When I came to him that moment There was a revelation, a realization Reflections of desire and naked hope Dreams on fire for the way he had Of touching, embracing, whispering Yearning hues of passion flowing Through veins that bleed mysteries Melancholy and whimsical longing Want that is so strong and alive that it Thrives with fires imploring the very soul His hands are as steel yet so soft and real They caress my very heart with their truth Their inspiration and knowing and eager hope Warming my senses with eternal bliss, pleasure That fills me up with appreciation for his stroke Did I ever know the way my body could feel? Was I ever so sure that I knew sweet emotion? Does my soul know how deeply it cares? Can I ever find the means to give back to him? This glorious insight into the heart and soul? Prayers grace me with reminders that he is mine He is wise and solid and resilient to the worries That keep me from becoming reckless with my truth The furious, blissful certainty that haunts hearts With the knowledge that I have been loved beyond words Nothing I can say will ever be enough to caress him With the gentle truth that he has awakened inside me Enlivening and inviting me to be his love, his joy, his life Without any doubt, now, today and always, I am his The one who loves without conditions or disillusionment Together, we burn a fire that grows more aware, more Intense and passionate with each embrace, each kiss Each gentle caress that strokes tingles across the skin That sheds a lingering desire brightening the fire within The truth of two hearts who have become one secret dream Together, we know joy that has no end! STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (16),any form,any theme Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand August 1, 2020