Sweet truth you be,
steeped in chaos.
Lo, that I see thy soul
of unfulfilled desires.
To be held, enfolded with loves truth.
Nourished with the nectar of loves embrace.
The sweet, yet bitter taste,
that stings and clings,
all in the same instant.
That flash of recognition,
eyes that touch, see feel,
long before flesh touches to embrace
hearts and souls as one.
Taste of that nectar dripping from above,
to be licked and taken into lovers hearts,
to fulfill loves craving desires,
to bring loves peace into the soul.
Embrace, taste loves pleasures,
let finger tips touch,
that hearts may sing as one,
then walk through those doors
at the end of Love's corridor.