Hand in Hand
You take my hand,
As I rise to meet you,
Eyes locked in a never ending
Battle of wills, and longing,
Souls spirling to climax,
Twisting and turning,
Rising and falling,
Hearts beating wildly,
Ever increasing the rythm,
To match the deepth in your eyes,
You rise as I sink into your soul,
Then I rise as you lose,
yourself within my gaze,
Together we climb to the pinnicle,
To crash upon the glistening waves,
To spirle to climax once again,
Before the waves ebb, and,
we are washed upon the the shores