The first time I consumed a pastel, swirling desert sunset,
And seeing you smile…
I finally understood beauty.
First inhaling the sweetness of orange blossoms,
And savoring the nectar of your lips,
I finally understood luxuriance.
Melting in the smolder of equatorial jungle,
And absorbing your hot, moist breath on my neck,
I finally understood sensuality.
The first time I looked deeply into your eyes,
And feeling forever in your gaze,
I finally knew love…
I finally tasted true romance…
I finally came alive.
© 2019 W. C. Stacia, Jr.