Without Question

Time lost
in the deepest part of midnight
where the cold air
and a lover’s warm touch
become entwined
within the your soul

You close your eyes
and feel
the secrets explore body
touching you
there
and there
and yes
there

You inhale
as if the air
were a gift
from your lover’s kiss
and from deep within your lungs
you let go of the sensual screams
until the your moans
echo throughout the moonlit quiet
and you are sure
without question
that love is . . .

Lovely