Without Shame

Our fingers

Are touching,

Your hand held

In mine;

My heartbeat

Is faster

And that is

Just fine.

Your lips are

On fire as

They whisper

My name-

No room for

Regrets and

No time to

Feel shame.

Kisses and

Caresses;

To us food

And drink.

We go by

Our instincts,

Unable

To think.

Your sweat is

My sweat and

Your skin is

My skin;

I can't tell

Where you end

And where I

Begin.

For others

It's life but

To us it's

A game;

No room for

Regrets and

No time to

Feel shame.