The Old Ways by Grace

The Old Ways...

                  The Old Ways come whispering to
                  me as thoughts of you light up the
                  echos of my mind.

The Old Ways--where the touch of
the skin burns with the fire of passion.

                  I stand before you in awe and
                  wonderment and bask in the warmth
                  of your Smile--so brilliant it
                  outshines the Sun.

                  And as our Love envelopes our Hearts,
                  our Souls touch in that magical way
                  So that soaring flight becomes
                  an urgent need...

                  Higher and higher we must go.
                  Deeper and deeper our Love
                  must penetrate--until...
                  Our Ecstacy flashes thunderously
                  as we can no longer contain our Joy.

                  Oh, yes, My Love - My Life,
                  The Old Ways speak to me,
                  Call to me--in your voice--
                  Resonating with each Heartbeat.

                  I surrender unto thee
                  No longer having the strength
                  to fight it.

                  The Old Ways--
                  The Ways of Longing...
                  The Ways of Loving...
                  The Ways of Joining and Merging--
                  Heart to Heart, Soul to Soul,
                  Skin to Skin.

The Old Ways--
Do you feel it, My Love?

                  Forever--it calls to us--
                  Forever--we shall be--
                  You and I--Bound together by
                  The Old Ways....

A 10th Wedding Anniversary poem for my husband...