The epiphany of you
Inside the shelter of me
Feeling around in our dark
Trying to be quiet…
But we can’t stop our sound
You have the tongue
And you hold the power
I pull up my pants…
And my passion becomes crushed
You pull them down…
And set me free
Delving into the depths of our mutual Gratitude
Our bond, our wed-lock
I am the meaning
You are the home
And it is so very, very sweet