"Blissed Time"
With my eyes closed I reminisce
How you used to stroke my arms...
Up and down, toying with my fingers
And hand, looking my lines of love;
Siding your warm cheek with my palms,
As you closed your eyes at my touch;
How you would pull me, and hold me
Into your arms with contentment;
My ear listening on your chest
To the heart's rhythm of my warrior.
As you inhaled scent of my hair
I felt our bodies' flesh as one
- Of you and I eternal lovers -
My unforgettable blissed time!
© - Carol Phelan Aebby