quartet of the vital signs
quartet of the vital signs
pulse (i)
as love touches the pulse increases expectation is rising
bodies meld becoming one acceptance and penetration
slow moans rise as life releases a sudden sin surprising
immersed in the serious fun giving way to a temptation
the heart beats match the breaths taken in and exhaled
a crescendo from ear to ear as pure passion is unbound
the actions for we are blessed as two souls are impaled
nature all are taught to fear disguised in pleasure found
create two moments of climax before and after a surge
clutching in dread desperation will this be the last time
sin’s sleepy slumber attacks in the minor key of a dirge
hesitant holds in separation mundane comes of sublime
after time the heart is at rest awaits a return of pleasure
almost quiet in a bare breast hoarding of love’s treasure