Home with you

Lightly falling, sunlight drawing
motes that dance and hue the air
shafts of colour, space and lightness,
draw me to you, point the stair.

Ah your greeting, lips, legs meeting
magic just across the bar,
shape and comfort, wood and welcome
pull me to you from afar.

Not forgetting, my love letting
hands and tongue explore anew
Comes the moment, makes it urgent
only one, one thing will do.

Through our hallway, to the doorway
leads us up where we would be
Once more lovers, in our own world
A chance to love you, to be free.