MY LOVER

MY LOVER

When she calls
Her breath
Is like
Oxygen resuscitating
Colors
Of blues
To colors of love

One kiss
 I ask
A hundred years
One kiss
Will last

Her head
Her toe
Time will become

A movement
Of lovers
Combining
Time blended 
With  love

This time
This blending
Of love

Changes into
Passion
Directing sound
Are the
Words  evolveing
A body thereof

Our body movements
Evolve

In rhythms
That is faster
That is slow
A melody
Of deeper
My lover
Don’t let go

I love her
More than
Others can see
I will unwrap her
Kissing each
Layer
As a gilt
To me