It's a happy day for me to say
That contentment is returning.
A world in flames, with no escape,
But my heart is full and learning.
To let someone in,
It can only begin,
With a soft touch of fingers on skin.
For there's no warmer embrace,
Than the closeness of haste,
As we cradle our souls in a feverish taste.
With desire to know,
What intertwines us so,
We share, we show, we become.
© watchingthedarkness