Garden of Lovers

Lingering in the hall we kiss
Once, timidly, shy lovers,
Very near the awaited consumation now,
Ending the drought we've had so long,
Rain nourishing us into perfect,
Sensuous beings. Moving closer, finding life.

We move in search of hidden life
Emerging from us, kiss by kiss,
Healing our pain, the moment is perfect.
Away in our garden of lovers,
Valiant, vibrant, passion pent long
Eases its way to the surface now.

Kiss for yesterday, for tomorrow, for now.
I open myself to you. My life
Sits in your hands. Play long.
Satisfy me with your touch, your kiss,
Encouraging us as it does all lovers,
Diving into sustenance, where in me is perfect?

Before you show me what is perfect,
Envelop me; I will forget all but now.
Finding the essence of life is lovers,
Or the loving, or the spirit of life
Residing in our tongues, our souls, our kiss,
Enraged for having to wait so long.

But no more. We linger long.
Undoing the myths of the perfect
Taboo. The light and love in our kiss
Needs encouragement, not denial now.
Our consumation celebrates life
When the sadness plays for proper lovers.

Bonding souls. It makes sense to be lovers.
Easy, sane, the best way to live long.
Come, and coming into my life,
Only filling my soul and body with perfect
Momentum - I may rise with you now,
Enjoying the Passion in our private kiss.

Oh, we kiss in the garden of lovers
Now, understanding the bond that will long
Endure, timeless, perfect, giving us life.