Romantic

Slid your fingers over mine, silky skin along my own.

Cupping our hands together, suddenly I hear you sigh,

Even as you rest your head along my shoulder,

and your arm is slid around my chest,

resting just above my belly.

Comfortably warm, a tension tumbled out from my shivers,

even as your caressing me in your arms,

with your thumb against my palm.

I’m so peaceful and yet melting, softly swaying and yet dying,

reborn all over again – just being held against you,

in this moment of romance, from the one I love.

— poem for my hubby, Alden.