shift(&)1

hold me close
and I'll keep you warm
shower me with love
and I'll endure
the storm

take care of my heart
as if it were your own
let me into your life
and i'll introduce you
to full grown
puppy love

we can run the entire gamut
of bedroom antics
turning affection into a sport
hugging turns to tussling
fussing turns to cussing
making up turns to spooning
and then she gets
forked

stuck
like passing days
and calendars
trying to keep track
of this timeless
love

minutes may tick
impatient seconds may tock
but...
we never were confined
to the hands on the clock
or stopwatches
we've gone so digital
outsiders can't seem to
stop watching

her body gives me speed bumps
i'm ready to move too fast
but she's the object of my affection
so lets slow down
and make our grass
green

lets accent the kitchen
with red
and upgrade the baseboards
lets shop for pots and pans
at contemporary furniture stores
not walmart or tarjhey

she is my feng shui
my ying can't leave that yang alone
I put the luther to her vandross
instead of playing house
we stay home
and play grooves by candlelight
gospel on sunday mornings
and jazz at nightfall

now we're dancing through life
to the cadence of love
2 stepping through the night
to the heavens above
lost in the moment
in a period of fun
if i could describe it in a sentence
it would end with shift(&)1
...an exclamation point