To Have And To Hold

Love is the heart held in a consuming, enamored caress,
gazes intently seeing the flame within the eyes,
where you swim a stream of serene glances
with the world engulfed in sight of her enchanted face.

Light only seen in her radiance,
longing the burning lasting endless seconds,
lips silently holding the sonata of what the spirit sings,
wishing this throbbing would last forever.

Smile possessing the promise of kisses,
mind lost in spell of disbelief
over how this magic melted to lives into one,
rapture’s awe mesmerizes in exquisite bliss
that this angel has covered you with her wings.

Noon inspires the euphoria of laced fingers,
softly stroking the deepest thoughts,
what height the precious moment invokes,
the siren arises to be welcomed by his embrace ,
slowly strolling hand in hand,
towards a garden where two souls
sway in the sweet surrender to lost of solitude