Eventually,

After travelling the years

Together, hand in hand,

Rejoicing in the heat of,

Mouth on mouth.

Skin on skin,

Bodies receiving and, sweetly, giving.

Eventually,

Time takes his toll,

And heat becomes an ember

Yet never dies

Passion calms,

Yet lingers in fond glances,

Fingers touch, with love,

As hands still hold.

All passion spent? Maybe,

But the value of what remains

Is measured in the golden gift

Of love that is forever true.