Balancing act

I love coming home to you

Coming home and feeling that

excitement, the build up, and first

site of you as I walk through the door,

just to get home to you

The last kiss, a memory of this

morning, a memory I’ve held on to

all day, to get me through

your smile and that look

when I touch your face

Before our lips meet,

I love that look, that look

of happiness as my hand caresses

your cheek and steadies

my hands as I kiss you

lips, locked in place

sparking hands to roam

through your hair

over your body

as breathing through this kiss

has brought me through

fire, only to pull back

and look at your beautiful

face, and I caress your cheek

and kiss you once more

as I am with you once more

breathing you in,

feeling your presence

calming my soul as

this balancing act ensues