Still, She Is Desirable

Blindfolded and out of my reach, My kissing with her Had been put with a cease. Our mouths explored, I desired her tastes Her lips were of a shaded red You stained my soul, for this I said. She was my desire that I had gazed, Our vows of unity have amazed Desires of us we did explore I grabbed your hair as you wanted more. Deep I did go inside, To your soul, I did abide Our passions flowed it was with bliss You were my wife, you still exist. With our pleasures did we enjoy, We were not wrong, having been our ploy My love for you I refuse to let go For if I do, I will implode. It's now I say God needed you, I will admit, I wanted that to I had done this out of selflessness I could not bear you were suffering. Don't get me wrong for God understands, It was my duty, He so commands Never should I see you suffering I had to let you slide into a buffering. My love is still just as strong for you, Though you're not here, I had to let go You were my wife then, You still will be tomorrow. Our story of a love between, Husband & wife, working as a team We had to make it work Your love for me, you were my perk. But then you disappeared, As I had seen You faded into the lights Of the moons-beam. I love you still, Shannon! Entered into Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest at Winning Writer's website on September 17, 2020 April 15, 2021 contest ends Contestants called.