the beckoning

I love you now.

Take me into your arms, take me to your heart.

Let soft remembrance be as you intertwine with me.

Lips and mouth, head and hands - not a moment without and a constant never land.

Slow fingers and warm eyes, I have beckoned heaven to let you eat me alive.

Blood rushing, I am not able to withstand yet another moment without your kiss to always hold in these hands.

Creeping loud your feet travel without hesitation to my mind.

I let you in and I can never look behind.