His sensual ruggedness, closer

Her rouged cheeks, surrender

head softly caressed, cradled by

masculine fingers, though slender

Hold that puckered pose

Crimson lips tender

Anticipating gentleness

She’s a love defender

 

Hand-picked blooms

Threaded through reddened locks

Petals stroke barefooted soles 

Verbena, Primrose, and Phlox.

Robed in gilded weave

Polished in golden frocks

He holds her still 

tighter, his tenderness a paradox.

 

She grasps his chiselled nape

encouraging his loving lips

Her face shines bright as Selene

the moon goddess, now eclipsed.

His gravelled features inch nearer

Her eyes flutter shut, predicting bliss

He lightly, passionately, confidently, 

and unapologetically, planted the kiss