SHARED MOMENTS

the setting sun framed in velvet curtains,
soft golden light saturates the room,
red wine bottle, single wine glass,
close to her tired feet,
those delicate, determined feet,

" Need just a moment," she said,
as she lowers her head to his lap,
"Then you can help me with the dishes"
just barely murmered into his leg,
as she drifts, gently falls,

in that moment, he sees her again,
her beauty enhanced by the fading light,
her face framed in her soft auburn hair,
the silken strands he loves to stroke
the soothing feel of it against his hands

and as he admires tone of her skin,
subtle curve of her neck,
gentle set of her chin,
the landscape her body creates,
her panaromic beauty

he feels it inside again,
the primal attraction,
lust, wanton desire,
he suppresses the urge,
pushs from his mind,

he won't take this moment,
this time is hers to feel,
all the emotioeand comfort,
he has to give and her to him

she mutters some waining thought,
he looks and sees a content smile,
his hand begins to run up and down her spine,
the epiphany comes, these moments,
the moments of hers, are theirs,

moments made to share