The Exchange

By: Dale Copeland

 The need for your body against mine

Sends my nerves on a rollercoaster ride

Wild are now the thoughts I call my own

Jumping fictional scenes that my heart bestowed

 The ultimatum...Your soft texture beneath my rough

 Your heart between my fingers

If you hand it over, Ill never let it go

 Thy love and my love would mingle

Think of the beauty they would make

Think of...me stopping rain

 Rain that may plague you one day 

Solid is your heart Sharp is its defense

Possessing blades sharp enough to cut down the brave

But, lax in thy defense today...

For a new defense is here to aid 

I am not here to conquer

 I am here to claim,

To exchange fruits of love

To bring pleasure, not pain

I love this poem that my friend wrote! He's a great poet, don't you think? I hope you have enjoyed reading this as much as I have. :-D

Much Love,

Nella