You are the heart of me,
flowing into my reality,
kissing my parched soul
until I bathe in your oasis,
upon the crystal blue persuasion of heaven.
Taste of my spirit
as I delve into your passion,
soaring celestial spaces
upon a noonday of broken dreams,
this is where I belong. . . in your embrace.
Entwining upon a Summer’s day,
exposed naked to a desirous intimate touch,
guide me to your stream of azure
to linger longer in your scented fields,
of sultry divinity upon the sweat of noon.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2003