I bite my lip, read through
my blog...you seem to hold
each letter now sold, tied in...
a passion expressed, untold

Your touch ever present
in each word, of every line
my heart is open as we stand
this beckoning test of time

Past not present, future a,
swirling dream...as we
walk entwined in an ecstasy
two souls in mind, to keep

Higher Altitudes

I will ly here in my blue shirt
Feeling the need of you 
Sensing your touch upon my skin
Awaiting you filling me deep
Slowly but surely entering in
When doors open to your eyes
Kisses unspoken graze me lips
Your face just close within
Giving me all that sweet loving
Taking us higher where passions 
United can freely soar
At altitudes that exist...only in places
You and me both know