Portrait of Lover

Your eyes were so persuasive,

Your kiss tho’ soft was dense;

The hands probing ‘n adhesive,

Scorched my body that’s tense.

 

Your breath so warm ‘n sassy,

Yet burns with teasing fires;

Your soul being bare ‘n glassy,

Did reveal my hidden desires.

 

Your look makes hearts race,

Fueled by acclaimed legacy.

Your touch makes senses pace,

In search for awaited intimacy.

 

Your presence is quite a light,

And the source of all delight;

As a candle of hope at twilight,

Always glowing before me bright.

 

You’re the serenade of my days,

And the companion of my nights;

With the rainbow colored rays,

I feast my own eyes at your sight.

 

No matter how much I may try,

To recall all your attributes;

You’re the love coloring my sky,

And the only love I pay tribute.