The enchantment of intimacy

This sweet feeling bequeathed to two
Soft on the tongue, tender like red wet petals
Femoral skin knit gracefully
Smooth, touching and warm
Patched blanket smoldering with rivulets of pure affection
Enshrouding these eternal dancers
pulsating at libido's heights to the music of hearts
And a tear gave in…
 These tears, the sweetness of their love, relish
Suddenly, another flush of pristine fever rains-but, most welcome
Make room, make room, ever closer
of the gale and goose rash rendering of flesh, hairs attention
but lover's clutch even tighter, not at ease
as pleasure gate  welcomes these lost travelers
soaked in sweat
and just then, time freezes
emotions whirled in brief convolutions
yet, the eyes can tell
long and lost
passion and satisfaction
the eternal enchantment of intimacy
only to be shared by ordained lovers.