Throughout the Day

Morning is moist mostly
thinking about your
digits daring to delve
beyond the useless fabric
covering the creamy kisses I save for you.

Afternoon awakens Aphrodite
in fantasy of play time -
heart racing, hair pulling havoc
on the floor of my room.
I am grabbed and groped and given
over to your intoxicating strength.

Evening brings your eyes eloquently
speaking the heart's desire
to know, be known and to need
another's soul be laid bare
revealing presence and passion
shared only by kindred spirits.

Night never lets niceties win
my skin quivers as you
send stinging thrills south
relenting only to kiss, to stroke
and remind, reinforce and renew
the belonging to you who I waited for all day.