Brendan & Lori O'Gara

We meet eye to eye

Face to face

No words do we speak

You reach for me

Touching softly

I relax in your arms

My lips find yours

Kissing you pleases me

Freeing me from my inner torment

You stroke my hair

Deep within my soul, I hunger for more

I cry as you release me

Walking away….my heart sighs

© Lori O’Gara