Infatuated with Love

 in love with love
an all consuming fire
the trembles
of lust within a tummy
butterflied and wanting more
a touch that burns
set the eyes in tears
to douse the flames below
mad coupling throughout
the heat of the night
every dusk burning bright
besottedly infatuated

the dusts that tremble
on top of burning ember
flashes of satisfaction
willingness to share
a bed, a smile, a life
gentle unions  
the bonfire mere flickers
warmth is within one heart
one soul in two bodies
living as one...
True Love.


*this poem was entered in a competition here. Thank you for reading*