Now, No More Excuses

Sometime in the summer heat or in the winter freeze, I am either wanting you or you are wanting me, Seasons are excuses. Often in the wilderness of mountain park and trail, Hand in hand we walk the paths, and hearts do beat as one, Mountains are excuses. Frequenting a dark café, I gaze into your eyes, Smell your perfume, feel your touch and whisper in your ear, Cafés are excuses. Sitting at the movie, in the back and in the dark, What is on the big-screen isn't what it's all about, Movies are excuses. Gently as I lay you down upon the satin sheets, In this bedroom of desire, entwining souls for life, Bedrooms are excuses. Here forever you and me, just living life and love, Summer, winter, mountain park or in a dark café, Now, no more excuses. -For poetry contest: Opposite Gender Love Expression April 30, 2017