This is how it starts

Poet voices fill my mind

At that first time kiss

Blossoms sift the air

Love songs jingle in my head

As we heat that kiss

Sun-bright and moonlight trace out our journey

Along tree-shaded lanes of desire

Red wine like nectar seeps in our passion

Driving us on to orgasmic--

--Coming as though one

Skin to skin with fevered words

Ecstasy unleashed.

Where it started? With that gentle kiss.