Friday, January 15, 2021

Bliss

Looking at the mountains 
With coverings of snow
Standing on my terrace 
No where I want to go 

Coming from behind me 
Your arms enfold me tight 
Leaning inward to your strength
Everything feels right 

We gaze in quite solitude
Locked in your embrace 
Holding to this moment 
Comfortable in this space 

When at last we do retreat 
And close the outside door 
Loving moments do ensue 
And fortify my core 

Life was made for moments 
Moments such as this 
Moments stretched to hours 
Hours of loving bliss

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

let's stretch some moments!