Of Love Perpetual

Sometimes when my darling has had to be away from me, night’s shadows encase me and I’m assailed by disquietude. Closing my eyes, I conjure up the vision of my love, and I put myself with him inside this vision as he watches me with reverence. His dark honey eyes draw me in deeper and deeper, and thus it is. . . my thirst begins. I immerse myself in the warmth of his delicious gaze. I touch with veneration the olive of his face - that sacred place wherein his beautiful brown orbs so softly glow. I read in those sweet eyes his growing hunger! Our lips touch – tenderly at first with a long smooth kiss until our bodies touch. . .and then with fervidness, I’m swept up by the vehemence of his amorousness, rippling wave upon wave inside his ocean of effervescence. And when the waves subside, there is a calm. My disquietude is gone; I fall to blissful sleep, knowing that very soon all that I’ve envisioned - the eyes into which I sank, the skin I touched and the mouth I kissed - will be much more than my imagining. Like the ocean - passion’s waves rise and fall again and again for me and him. Our love is perpetual. Feb. 19, 2019 for Lu Loo's Free Verse On Love- 10 Words- Pick A Prize Poetry Contest