With everything offered
Anticipation
From the fountain of desire
My heart longs
For the promised dream.
Taste
The sweet cup
Of forgiveness
Over possibility
As I savor the rich nectar.
Every mouthful, breaking crumb
Every drop from your chalice
Every sip.
Open to me
Anticipation
Is your temple
Satisfying my appetite
By your touch.
Another very meditative poem by you, Alan! You have quite a collection. Smiles.
a strong piece with some great words that underline the meaning
P.S. so nice to meet you