Another new moon
brings on darkness,
still we know each other,
each curve,
each line,
each place
of tenderness
by touch.
It’s not just sex,
it’s making love,
as I slide my soul into hers,
and we crash together
in waves of intimacy and lust,
ecstasy and epiphanies,
the space between us gone,
we are as one,
in our own world
of intense feeling,
intense emotion,
bound together,
not just by lust,
but by love,
deep,
strong,
everlasting love,
love that’s stronger
than sex,
Love that’s
deeper than lust,
the kind of love
that doesn’t dissipate,
with the morning light.
Love Deeper Than Lust
