A Salvation Like Love

Your lips,
pink and waiting,
like salvation.
A coral shade,
the heat of your body,
I have been waiting.
Delicious and entrancing,
intoxicating,
which I have been craving.

Could you be
the picture of my health?
Joy, happiness, and worry.
Am I well?
Swirling throughout
this system, no cure,
and no help.

This is love,
this worry,
this is your send.
A raft sent to me
with relief and hope.
Aboard, I certainly went.
Don't disappoint me
with those mere
distractions.
This hope with no
accusations, it must
surely win.