Holding you close, after a wild and passionate tryst;
Feeling the blood still gushing thru my heart;
Waiting until the last spasm leaves your body;
Looking into your sated face, knowing I put that smile there.
Seeing that 'look' that comes to your eyes;
Knowing I'll be grabbing for something soon enough,
Trying to ground myself as you reciprocate;
That mirrored smile upon my own face.
Waiting, cuddling, holding;
Wanting the moment to last;
Knowing it can't.
Bidding you farewell until next time.
Countdown to paradise.
March 17, 1999