You Are Seen

My beautiful woman 
doesn’t need to shout 
to be seen

All she ever needed 
was a man with 
the vision 
to appreciate the view

Now tangled in her essence
I see the ties that bind
even ones naked 
to blind eyes

Because I see
I feel 
and experience 

Dripping with storm of 
love and lust
Where passion writhes 
without restraint
our bodies
transform
arcing into each other 
Savouring the onslaught 
as we hungrily taste