As he kissed her she noticed it had been a long time.
He pulled away and tears fell from her eyes.
They rolled in waves and onto her shirt.
He adored her so and didn’t want her to hurt.
He leaned in once more and called to her soul.
With his breath from within and hers he stole.
He devoured her entirely, without shame and invitingly.
He was rather poetic and did so untiringly.
She loved him and didn’t know why.
But he called to her and she’ll answer till she dies.
I wrote this in May and thought I’d share again.