Liberation

Liberation

Innocent eagerness it was
That is, until we let go
We let our minds fly intimate circles
In and about and throughout each other
As we ignored time
You lay, head on pillow
Staring at my feet
I lay next to you
Breathless in our reclined candor
I watched your toes
Or did I
It wasn't so innocent
You weren't, either
The eagerness had left
Now, reluctance to part
If I break the circle
I fall