Fragments

Such tender lips
Sweetness I had yet to fully see
Then you said it to me
And I
Speechless
A rarity
Breathless and all that
Taking wrong turns on the way home
Using off-ramps I’d never heard of
No music, just silence
For a change
Nothing could match 
The imprint 
Of your mouth on mine
Lingering fragments 
Of an unexplored whole
Yet even this isolated piece alone
Gratifying enough 
To last an eternity
That you would make some time for me
Out of that whirlwind life
Be so gentle with my rough edges
The greatest compliment
For my weary historian’s soul
With its need for constant reminders
Of the gentle, the tender, the sweet
Piecing together these fragments
Terrified that a wayward shard
Will pierce my heart
But I do it anyway, darling
Because Eros doesn’t give a damn