Morning poem

I love your curves

All of them

The ones you like 

And the ones you don’t.

I love the lines

I love the crevices

I love your eyes

I love your smile.

I love the feel of you in my arms

Kisses

Cuddles

All the sex

All the bed play 

And the secrets

The mystery

The connection

The glances

The scent of you in the bed

Feeling better for knowing you

Less alone

Less afraid

Less uncertain.

I worry for your health

For the future

Wanting this conversation 

To continue for years

Broken only by song and dance

Something sacred

Something special

Like a Forgetten melody

A lyrical treasure

From a canyon in creation

Where the depth 

Touches the essence of my heart .

Radiant in recovery.