Lovers Talk

T (sleepyhead) : My head beneath your chin My mouth upon your heart I am at home at last At rest At peace. Legs entwined, Limbs entangled.... M (just being there)) : I cannot speak, nor think So heavy is my heart, Though you are here To breathe and soothe Your hair carresses me Speaks to its coarsest kin Toes curled and held in trance A honeysuckled mind Oh yes, at rest and richly blessed A thousand years my lips are pressed To you, your warmth invades my space, Asleep, our happy digits dance A tiny tear rolls down your face Reflecting liquid stars to me And now we blink As night unwinds All colours fade but pink.