Intimate Continuation II

The Beginning of Forever

Tears are forming,
alarming are "your" inactions,
leaving my pregnant heart contracting,
waiting to give birth to a
perfect love made by you,
for you...

…created during thoughtful verbal interactions,
Summation-like, forcing utter concentration levels
into submission, our efforts moving beyond reaching fruition,
traveling light-years past butterfly stomach tension,
journeying past puppy love apprehensions,
headed deep into reality suspension where only
“we” occupy “our” time, space, existence…

…intimate showers of kisses dance across your flesh
like masculine tempest leaving wetness in-depth,
enough to fill countless wine glasses leaving them a bit
more than half-full, which is what I was until you said,
“Hello,” for the first time, had me there, not like
Jerry Maguire, but like Thru the Fire,
beyond the limits, beyond the walls,
both brick and vaginal alike,
making the falling “in” like as breathless as falling from heights
without a parachute,
not Fallin’ like Alicia Keys tributes,
not falling “in” like eatable journeys leading to Fallopian rights of passage,
not falling “in” like rabbits disappearing in hats of black magic,
falling “in” like it feels like millennium passes
during one minute phone conversations,
falling “in” like it feels like hibernation when sleeping after
I know you’ve made it home out of harms way,
falling “in” deep enough to say,
I Want You, not like Marvin Gaye,
but like only I can…

…I love you,”