The Taste of His Lips


(about Arwen and Aragorn)

The taste of his lips
lingers.
Their gentle pressure
held her
safe...
Stirred her heart
to tremble...
Full of the sweet tension
and promise
of passion...


She felt so small
in his embrace.
To feel the trembling
of his fingers
as he touched her face
To gaze into his
gray blue eyes
and see herself...
was to lose
everything...
gain
everything.


There was no life
without him.
Only existence.
- Lindar7