Of Passion and Music
You will take my hand
And give me yours
In a single motion.
In a night that will be
Conveyed by touch
And the ardors left
In the tangles of my hair –
I will kiss each sigh
That lingers by the corners
Of your mouth.
When time will be ours
To taste, to savor –
And what has ripened
In the wait.
In that first night –
The night of passion and music.
by Suzanne Bronson on Thursday, May 14, 2009
