Contours of Love 

Demure eyes lost in a hazy plume Offer a coy fain Of agreement Tendrils of inky black Curtain A shielded glance An unguarded beam By guiding light Make way Steadfast as rock My firm grasp sinks Into your supple hips And we dance Swayed by sirens song enamoured To the contours of love

Before You Go

"I'll be thinking of you and I'll see you again, real soon." She lingered in the doorway, waiting for a form of reciprocation she hadn't received in years. "Oh!" "Yes?" She turned, smile beaming. "Before you go, close the door. You always leave it open. Drives me crazy." "Okay sweetie. I love you."