Making the journey

Making the journey

Finding a path

I am all but with you

Walking the woods

Breathing in

The welcome smell

Of Jasmine.

Love lingers

In the honeyed

Veil of darkness

I call your name.

Tonight

There will be magic

It will claim me

Pull me to you

I am willing.

The soft touch of your lips

A sweet taste

Floating on the breeze

It is a wonder

To have taken so long

To find

When it fills my world

Leaving little room

For doubt

As to the meaning

Of love.