A Lovers Poem

Dedicated to my love, Willie B Allen ❤️

The flush upon your face that wraps
Me in a warmth-filled haze, hearts that beat
In a mystic silence, hands that speak with an electric
Heat, arm to arm our bodies meet, the torso of a lion, figure rising from the
Pride, a blaze of glory with a mane to thickly
Spread around me, I run my fingers through the silk
Perfection, shivers down my spine errant with passion
A sunlit dream that melts my body into
Silhouetted objects, movements deep and needful, cries of lust and,
Frantic strikes against a burnished rust, marking the edge of Earthly
Darkness, carries me to the other side,
I pull you back into my shape, and we become It’s,
Lovers in the pride of lions, on the precipice of
God’s Creation, and it’s light, shed upon the preclude-
Leo and Taurus to prevail in the
Book of Time.