Richard W. Reith


The gleam in your eyes,
The beat of your heart,
The lows and the highs,
Make fireworks start.

A kiss on my lips,
The scent of your hair,
A heartbeat that skips
at the love in your stare.

Your hand’s gentle touch,
Your body near mine,
That warms me so much
and sends quivers inside

The wry, crooked smile
In a moment of bliss,
Two eyes that beguile -
Yes, love is all this

The sound of your voice,
The warmth of your skin,
Two hearts that rejoice
As love bursts within.

Your cheek on my chest,
As soft as a dove,
Devotion professed –
All this… Is love